Текст песни Музыка для игры в лайфвеб - когда запитал паутину

I) The stench of the dead, the noise of crows
Evil cries the dead souls
I feel fresh damp earth
White worms eat the dead.
Images of death in my head,
She's not here so much, and I told her I breathe
Taste putrid venom in the language -
The atmosphere is gloomy crypt.

R / I love rotten dead
Decaying flesh devoured them
Daubed rotting zhizhoy
The dead - my best friends.

II) The stench of the dead, the noise of crows
Summoning the cries of the dead souls
I feel fresh damp earth
White worms eat me.
Images of death in my head,
I do not breathe, plunging into it
Taste putrid venom in the language -
I'm no longer a guest in a dark crypt.

R /