Текст песни CiviliseOeil - Моим потомкам r2

Going over your flow, misinterpret your style,
in mixed whinnying like a horse, as the role of
Your altrego talked with me,
as possible so stupid in the micro fart
I'm the best just to say, my God, do you think the children of
how painfully feel lowered loser

Apostate horror as Tales from the Crypt
whether you need a miracle, but I need it as the heart,
as the north snow, light siren,
To my descendants to remember the efforts CiviliseOeila

Baaatl another fun
paaadal opponent residue
paaaanyat you do not destiny,
What are you staying at somebody in the memory

Baaatl another fun
paaadal opponent residue
paaaanyat you do not destiny,
What descendant descendant then remember the voracious your sins