Текст песни Пока не сдохЪ - Дерьмо

You eat a bullet - took my !
Red jet sweeter than wine !
Gradually limp man bag,
Chilled comes to emptying the bowels .
Thank you , thank you for what I could .
Thank you , thank you for what you're dead .
Burn his village , trample her family .
Winners are not judged , their place in heaven .
Lightning strikes the right body ,
Hooke entered in the ribs with a bayonet .
We are not able to destroy
Strabismus shit .
It's a shame , a shame for what you could .
It's a shame , a shame for the fact that I was dead .