Текст песни Бен Утопленник - Плачущий Убийца

06
Crying Freeman

On cheeks track - formalin.
In the vein of zaburlit novokoin.
In the quiet wheezing sore joints.
The E minor pain seven octaves.

But the tears pouring down her cheeks,
Shredding memory of childhood dreams.
Your son is a murderer, you see, Mom,
I pentagram stars at night.
All thoughts of you, I'm sorry!
I am a barbarian, savage city.
And reshaping the face
Wailing Crying Freeman.

How to care about the blood at night
All this mudatskaya love.
My ally, black wire,
In the subconscious hides a hellish face.

Luna watches from heaven for me,
Spade scream does not hear me.
I pierced the Styx River,
Where remember the innocent victims of squeals.
Sam Phlegyas will drive me,
Laughing contempt fire.
Let me this is just a dream,
The nightmare of the last killer!

In heaven I will not be allowed,
Even when empty,
I will not go there.
I'm terribly ashamed
Seeing my mother.
I'd rather get burned.