Текст песни бухенвальд флава - дурное предчувствие

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According to the laws of wartime,
human life is cheaper -
Suppose half.
it's like if the monster bits in the neck
And blood demolides the tower like vodka and wine.
This is our last tango,
Sunset of the world, painted by a crimson cream.
Swaming at the temple of a tank
Black October, White House, Kremlin -
Everything will reflect in the eyes of the clown,
And it will be completely for everything and full:
Take the air Babylonian towers
Running along the roads of Coffins.
And when it becomes completely scary,
We will go to collect mushrooms,
Nuclear mushrooms of the third world.