Текст песни Бригада Палачей - До краёв

Most Highs computing system has malfunctioned
I poured from the belly white pus
Manufactory movement and an old house
And the question : & quot; where I was born ? & Quot;

Fallen from heaven transformer rooms
Everywhere screaming about rights prostitutes
Three levels of new knowledge
I am full of lustful desires

To the brim , to the borders
I can not differentiate amongst these fools

Search the library predictions of Nostradamus
To know when to begin to be afraid of your anus
Documents meaningless , destroying
Humans and other cattle