Текст песни Atra Mors - Я не позволю рожать тебе

I hate burned face
Not worth a damn your principles .
I prinorovilsya- scrubbed blood off the plinth
And hide the body in bags .
As a bouquet of venereal zabolevanij
It offers dama- for my money .
Her children with rescued .
Blyuyuschih doll will not live up to the birth.
Oh yeah....
Wet your hands with water , helping your neighbor pressing on the throat .
Why come here ? A piece of rotten pussy .
Easy money has to be earned .
For work .

Moth
Forever in a cocoon .
Towels , sheets , bedsheets .
Pathetic three thousand on the dead body .
I will not bore you.