Текст песни фрустрация твоей хрущевки - горе твоих слез

Dark forest
thy lips
Enveloped me spindle
Entangled leg back

Dark sea
The inflow stream
I found my own hands

Take it out on me
imitate me
Life is death
You hear it around the corner
Wolves growl in anticipation
Bones in a bowl for their troubles

I lay down on the bones of the promise to come to your house
But broom grabbed dvornitsa
Landfill words
Life with you - an aggressive roar of the heart
Engine consciousness debt
The engine died consciousness
My ego was going to be you.

Mount your tears
In my shoulder
Wet, crying into it
Yet

The world is changing under tesnostyu bodies
Running on its east
This last breath I give you
Promise to stay my prerogative
Okolonezhnyh words.
Rushing to the west.
West dirty tables.