Текст песни ВАНТУЗ - ВИРУС НАДЕЖДЫ

Among the barefoot and among them, they were lucky to be born
In a circle of themselves like or one who can change
Lies beyond the fan of eyelashes and expressing their faces
Under billions of molecules organized dungeons
And down to the bottom to the bottom where the person is not visible
And a citizen for a citizen is the energy one
The cargo of archetypes and traditions blindly to the sky pulls the mole
And someone falling on the finish in the overall turn
All coincidences random naively someone says
Just as chance as words I get into this bit
And the captain looking at the sea does not see the sinking ruins
From far not to distinguish us the framework of the time picture
And the paint is black on white from under the goose feather
Draws confronters named evil against good
The war written the border is distorted by the face of the Creator
Just like the south find birds truth feel heart

Eyes Closed Femis prophesy to revenge with blood taste
In this game, we are rivable on the pieces of fiercely raising eyebrows
And grief for those who are against the flock mask draws
Your home and glory will save in whom flames of rage
Strela doubt and fear flies in response to the meeting light
Without noticing the sun circles an unbearable planet
While build cities. And will be dead food
Then our last water will turn into poison
In the struggle for greater wealth, the brother gets rid of brother
He left children will all be victims of debauchery
And truth bitter poison will turn the hearts then
That mother gave birth hating for a perfect father
Will throw out the benefits without seeing semi-detective puppies
They are a friend or God for these horrors
Changing gold to the body inventing your tongue
Then what we don't have something to do what the mind is already used to

What borders will reach faith if the star looks like a lot
While the curse of the burning stone falls on the ground
Rotating Tsyrkule in a circle mind does not go beyond the barrier
And plus emotions load that turns into boration
Echo under the dome flying words exaggerate lesson
Another prophet verbally closes this term
From the screen garbage to the edge what seemed bottomless
Our mind fills the channel switching sleepy
And pulling away from the ground somewhere highly
Where and the main thing is why once the voice will ask quietly
The body behind the apple of discord causes and the investigation does not see
One who knows the conscience on that and this will not be offended
Sorry otherwise as Koschey in Doktnica until the condense of days
Will you look for exits between your fantasies and things
And the power of the house will be between your doubt and fear
While they are covered by fire they will not raise the rush

Virus of Hope changes clothes to the sky ignorance raised the immigrants