Текст песни Бородатый брат - Связанные кровью

I'm starting slaughter, bullets in the clip
Looking at your head and you dead
My mind is sick, bound by blood
In my head of music more tone

I would throw those who sink a circle
But saw you on a friend
And on this these bits are given that I would, not you
Feed areas giving a dense sound

This is my way, I will do it on it.
Tick so tick so dove your hand
In the sky, the head of each other time is time here
Stop and will give a whip

I will fly like wind
Leaving behind smoke and ash
You are for me a broken stone
But this time I will break you consciousness I