Текст песни Сиплый пакет - Падшие женщины смеются

Fallen women laugh ,
True virtue of their lost .
A snack served on a saucer Basterds
With blue border instead of blankets .
Lumpen ripped the heart and soul ,
Rotten faith no longer warm,
And love songs did not hear the ears ,
Has saved only a hope , but it smolders :
There will be hell but what next ,
Flames lick the heels of the devils .
Coming off a mad obese herd
And I'm tired of life , anguish is worse than death .