Текст песни Эскалада - дискуссия с судьбой

Shooting myself with the fire of panic passions
Turn yourself into a bag of meat and bones
Crying my friend and executioner
Go to hell
Otherwise I'll grab by the throat
Pain like alcohol
Gives to passions
To thrust a drill into my soul
And where to get strength
To win
In the game of other people's conditions
The fire extinguished
Ice to keep track
A cascade of praises and slander
chorus:
Let chance kill all dreams
But my spirit is able to continue to live
And he did not beg for mercy
In discussion with fate-oh-oh

Walking on corpses again, I betrayed and insulted
I will, even though it seemed to me that something is cursed and broken
Beat all the devils in yourself
Don't be cattle
Without thought and without conviction
Live angry but love
And then what?
Fly and avoid falls
On the ceiling
Forever aphids loop
Go away longing and boredom
And let the sun not shine
And pain won't be torment
chorus.
They laugh at their misfortune cynically
I will be again in discussion with fate
Are afraid of thoughts that beat chaotically
I won't. Nuka sing with me
.......................... song of new days
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