Текст песни Билли Миллиган - Обратная Сторона Луны

First verse:
We are on the back of the moon,
Were angels became demons
In this no one except us guilty
We did it with themselves.

So a year ago secret in the eyes
Hate as if a bright quasar
Suspiciously quiet the forecast does not change,
But I'm sure the thunderstorm gets

No time does not wait
If alive means not defeated
The world for which you are all sorce
Not died and not born

Storm Do not avoid step attempted escape
There is no one about the past merit
And blind worship forgotten victories.
We go around the edge, but for what

Taurry march under the festive gong
Everyone is crocheted in case of hope, on a miracle,
But only tease him.
Rap shaped chaos

And crows here everywhere
In words protest, but every second here
Runs to the grave submissive in the cord
Walls around and doors are not visible

You chose your destiny himself
Lottery life as you spoke
So here and take your steamed wiping

Above in no way, but below
I am cardinal closer methods
What awaits us tomorrow nobody knows
Another huyuway would not have been.

Chorus:
Time froze, but death wanders around
Smoke clubs shrouded cocoon
The world who you knew became completely different
We all have long been on the other side of the moon.

Second verse:
We are on the back of the moon,
But it does not fuck in the sky smoke
Fears sewn under crust tight
From the brains not Lada

Thoughts confused in Krasy
Fuck plans moved as if Chrysler
How to accept and accept the
What around the magnitude all terrible groats

And this does not end the finish tape turned out to be mourning
But here you decide only you yourself
Pit in the ground or marble hall
Fate does not give guarantees,

Themis is still the same blind fucking
Memories are created to burn in them
Take over in them to fall again
Stripes on the wrists as a continuation at the line of life

She is the first to deal with you
Before you answer, you will decide
Stop!
Chatter from scratch, whom the laying leads to delight
These registration postulates are known to you here.

You repeated them once a hundred.
Here fragments of hopes we fell on the flaw we go barefoot
The whole world on the palm of this little
But God our plans will consider a trifle

Above in no way, but below
I am cardinal closer methods
What awaits us tomorrow nobody knows
Wouldn't the fuck only.

Chorus:
Time froze, but death wanders around
Smoke clubs shrouded cocoon
The world who you knew became completely different
We all have long been on the other side of the moon