Текст песни Cobra - Манекен Из Плоти

The bloody trail of fresh wounds
According to the severed head
Bestial grip, heart ice
The winner is the cold blood

Sacrifice yourself
I'm the one God, past rotting in the ground
Judge and lists you tried a glass of blood to the bottom
The righteous and the sinner, you swallow a void

Designer Dreams you and me
Details of the real people

Build a bridge
At the cost of Death
The crown of creation is only
From flesh mannequin
Build a bridge
From the bodies and bones
The crown of creation is only
From flesh mannequin

You're just a mannequin

Find yourself among the tombs
The world rejects your life
We give you a chance
Blood and flesh to give to us

You are a puppet of flesh mannequin
Only instead of strings in your veins stumps
The purpose justifies the means, I'll kill
I'll take you and all that you have to give me

Designer Dreams you and me
Details of the real people

Build a bridge
At the cost of smerteey
The crown of creation is only
From flesh mannequin
Build a bridge
From the bodies and bones
The crown of creation is only
From flesh mannequin

* The last thing the people behind the scenes want people thinking, which is why they release these illusions through religion, through the media, and they do it *