Текст песни Монотон feat Филипп Август - Будьте вы прокляты

Time meted red drops
That drain on the palms, and with them the poison.
Quiet in seconds past
This countdown to salvation
I smash his fists against the wall in the blood
Fingers do not feel - anger dulls the pain
Maddening monotone sound heartless
Heart mocking the mocking sound of

Etc.
Damn you, I hate you
I begged to give me just one more chance
You ridiculed, mocked, spat on the track
I hate you, I will curse you

Blood runs down with streams of concrete walls
Do not I already try to get up from its knees
Pain that torments within a hundred times stronger
The dimensional closed within days
New torture invent himself
The body will freeze in istuplenno dumb fight
Only all the pain that can cause yourself
No, it can not be compared with that in my mind.

etc.