Текст песни Рогатые Трупоеды - Hellhound

Roggy paw broke silence, soft creaking claws
Hordes of rats sneak at war - steal children
Close all doors on the goals, gap puncture
Came out a month because of the clouds - I go to look

The eye is not Squa, do not try to sleep!
Creeping Bubonous Chuma
And an hour when darkness thickens,
The grave can be a bed

The cradle shakes death with oblique - tick the clock
In the flask narrow Sand Sand - Running Life
In the scene flickering coal millions of eyes
Hunger is ready to quench in the predestal hour

Rat lion his whip
Jugular veins thread close
But suddenly, like a yorkshire trap,
His dog clung to the ridge

Crush! Cousi! Catch! Topchi!
Bloody gleam on fangs
He sows death, he sows fear
Among the passionate locust.

Bones in corners, avgar and hell, dead bodies mountain
From the stairs, the bloody waterfall raised until the morning.
And while rodents of jaws are broken,
I slept a baby with a handful sleep with a corpse of the cheek.