Текст песни Azot A-K - Дымовая завеса

Lazily stretch over the city of factory exhaust
hiding the sky from us how to hide freedom
What kind of breed will be? Do not be the truth from the people
hurt pride - not be proud, no matter what kind

dense fog tightened the sky over your souls
Flow, the cereals, the bodies are empty and thrown
The curtain makes yesterday's savage
Costume and price tag - 2 days of lived

The poet is deeper into the string hides human flavors
puts the legs about the thresholds, but will not turn off the road
Do not clog the ears with speeches of boiling shower
choosing the worst of the better hard to eat a kush

Injection "intiments", for psychos from nature.
Aircraft, Virus "Alien Fashion".
Although your way is a matter of time and choice, commendable,
But I would not rejoice in advance, at night the light is long.

Seeing bright light, drops out for 2 minutes from the game.
Those who see regularly on the reserve bench,
or the stands are cleaned, in general, serve guests ...
Him for work and for the service of the boss bumps ...

A frantic gray curtain covered as under the press
of us make forms, because uninformed uninteresting
If the enemy is a shadow, then the clip is useless, naturally
chopped under the root - the best way out, albeit painfully

Who is over your mind? Who manages your knowledge?
Who cleans the memories with the acts disagreeable to him
Music voice will warm up, and the hands of a whip on a broken place
Wine everything is a smoke curtain.