Текст песни A.S. - Последний стих

Pipes are burning, and I cold
Parry tuber of smoke vicious abomination
Everything is intertwined, composed
At the table of the treated virgins

Vicious world of shrouded
Fog green waves of joy
Above throw your hand, fuck
Hitler in New Mexico moves from old age

He would ponslary many in the nudder
But it came far from that station,
We eat the wings with eats
In the world of solid sublimation

In the world where the coordinate axis is inverted
People walking only to the past,
Tigrome crazy flying cubera,
To cute sweet, only here is nauseous

And the pole will all come down with the equator
Sky will be covered by thirteen moon,
All cities will become crater bowls
And the emperors are round fools.

Souls with hearts forever isolate
Strong will be under the stones of Vtoptans
What once seemed to us eternity
The song will play farewell strings.