Текст песни Пи4алька - Всем суицид

Hello world, I'm flying to you with a card
With a big bouquet of roses is not dead
Mankind in my face congratulate you
On the disposal of human bondage.
I am the last messenger of their kind
I am the last one who will bring the pain
I am the last prototype of dark age
I am the last, the last such
 
 
And man loses his crown
And his banner around the world defiles
And millions of new saint worship
His prayer: all suicide!

all suicide!
all suicide!
all suicide!
all suicide!
 
Testament 3rd millennium Urbana
Already launched by people in a nutshell
I'm so funny, and you're trying to cry
And together we will build a gallows in these walls
Rather, bask in the funeral pyre
And listen to the cries of our cast down even lower
Hurry prepare a feast of trauma
And pray for runaways here.

And millions of new saint worship
His prayer: all suicide!

all suicide!