Текст песни Яна Айнсанова - Разменная монета

Small coin
Words, music, guitar, voice - Yana Ainsanova

Inspiration: the cycle "Malazan Book of the Fallen" by S. Erickson

Hm
The gods pull the strings
They're bored, you see
Em
Thousands and thousands of years
Well, we are in dust, then in fire,
F # 7
And a heavy ringing marks our run

Hm
And the gods change faces, change banners,
Change greedy priests
Em
And our legs are entwined with the road
F # 7
And the pain in the kiss squeezes the ring

How much is an innocent life
An innocent life on the scales of an executioner
Bloodlust, and screaming "hold on"
Fate, swinging, chops off the shoulder

And the gods change faces, change banners,
Change greedy priests
Our feet have grown together with the road
And pain with a kiss squeezes the ring

Is there a reason worthy of purpose
To direct the sails into the heat of enmity?
Gold, power in the holds of those ships
And a living soul as a bargaining chip

And the gods change faces, change banners
Change greedy priests
Our feet are embedded in the road
And the pain in the kiss squeezes the ring