Текст песни Выродок - Ведомство страха

I hope tomorrow is burnt to ashes
Lords of Doom from the body of the window
Stroke man in a good suit
Blood fills the minds of people
As well be blind or dead
Do not fall victim to war young money
With a hole in the head to be the same amorphous
And think about tomorrow as a dream
In the morning, wake up and do not be troubled
That tomorrow you will wake up in a dream