Текст песни Темаковский - Кричащий лес

Pests throws sweat from aporta in search of supports
Trails in the den of cold mountains, but the Nords fall into ...
Mordor! Amphitomine Express Served!
Bow to the water and the night will be bloodborne

Dun in a dick after a horn hiding in a hoodie
Under the awning of a rusty impotent young van
Abstraction circle and plasma flowed icons
At the chocolate factory, your butt has become an attraction

I came from places where a person is a delicacy
Scabby plaque spoils the brilliance of teeth and gland tubes
From the tracks, inject fat through a syringe or swallow dunce
I put in your wood lice salad under Calve mayonnaise

Speech wall murals, weight stores staircase
Breathe in! here is the whole process for creatures - fucked up
I carry the minus the cross of crucified poets
Through Cherkessk to the sound of a celest in a "screaming forest"

Chorus x2
Your glass prosthetic eyes, a gift from an old rag
Screams bass piercing ears, shaking tossing babies
Their mouth is clogged with tow, under the lamps of Miracle
I will smooth out the corpses of rake in the abyss of the Plakli forest

Where gypsies hang on the branches in a row
this is the rite of all the snare haters
find without hiding the bodies around the haze
your rap cock at the bottom of the fucking cauldron

I pierce through the lenses chelicera orbits
I inject poison and you believe in fables
Open the apple of my tongue i'm hip hop ammunition
You pitchfork in the lower back and cut off the face ....