Текст песни Каракурт - Время жечь мосты

"Native - A Stranger" as a symbol of your primitive
Rot and pus in my heart and my head is empty
Pride for breakfast, prayer for tomorrow
Take the medication as brainless sheep

Where are you?
For two thousand years, all your patience is not spent
Where are you?
You can not see? Circle only fools, liars and accumulators ...

Or you simply do not have?

Your anger for you spiritual buckles
In fact - blunt rusty nails
And while blind to the follies of fanatics
Scarlet bloom hatred clusters

Oblivious to external barriers
Continue to build a stairway to hell

Hatred corrodes your brain
But the icon on the wall
I realized every god its
And your not on the way to me.

It is time to burn bridges!