Текст песни Луперкаль - Безысходность

The eyeball of vice glides over the boxes
Residential areas, floor board creaks under the heel.
Here people have long been accustomed to living on an empty stomach, but hunger
He will not give mercy, anyone here would quickly be exhausted.
Rats squeak, the minds of the townspeople are tired of looking for the essence,
Hurry home to the cooled cabbage soup.
And whoever hears me right now, but maybe the cat,
Which year flies under his tail. Spinning like a sling
To talk about things that seem to be gone,
At least, so state. offices.
But, apart from officials and conversations -
Shadow zones where extremists, blood, and gunpowder.
Tales heap, rumor box. The bodies of the Elok are devoured by the morlock.
The Criminal Code at the moment will throat.
Shining from the botex, the decrepit throat withers above the gold.
Will the system crash like the Colossus of Rhodes?
Rather, we will see planks inside the coffin ...
Bear in mind when sketching this in a notebook,
You can leave for Magadan as Kazadovsky because of them.