Текст песни Agenda - Райский сад

Day after day, from year to year
Stepping in the abyss so that the abyss
We are submracting waiting for war announcements
On the roads of the country MEEM MUD
Day after day, from year to year
Blowing soul vodka in the throat together
And methodically teach my people
Once at once step in the same bunch
In the day of mankind eternal midnight
Eternal holiness in the world without God
And congratulating each other with the berser Kali-South
Judah sucks on the streets of Europe
Know, we have no way back.
Boatman will not turn back
I'll buy it all silent
I'll take everyone told Bulat

Before Valgaly, we can no longer get
But no one scares a funny loss
Aesthetics of Scottle, aesthetics of glory
Like death and through closed doors
Large centuries devour small
And then posthumous confessions of posthumous medals
Grown from their wretched fraternal fucking love
We all passed all this, and more than once we saw
All the boundaries keys were pregnant in half
Irrevocably and irreversible
What will remain in this prison?
Watch how life passes by
The world is mired in deep pellets
And the first under the hammer will lie those who quiet and holy
All my told Zlatto
All my Bulat told

All the same year after year, day after day
Walk to the abyss so that
We are just doing what we are waiting and wealthy,
And on the heavenly roads mucus and dirt
Mollie whatever done, firmly guide
One to become dead, other heavens
Forgetting that everything you want
It is only fucking in a gum, so as not to break your loneliness
Mixing 500 million Rodnikov
Rubym fraternal heads with shoulders
Slavs time and burden of shackles
Slavs of unemployed candles
Together and selfless
Build a new paradise hell.
Everything has long bought Zlatto,
The rest took Bulat