Текст песни celestis. - TOLPA

they all forgotten where it was their place
they all subsided them uninteresting
I have an unhappy childhood since childhood
I was wounded in the heart of Ernest on the Fiesta
I am a voice protest hung sandbar
from another test, you are zolik, I'm a cross
All of you only rain from tears
all you just knock the wheels
I'm running as if nose
Gouring all the bridges like Jews
Holocaust
and I do not like me again as an American
Russian Vanya fuck me on the Nalik
Bags under the eyes of a wasteland under the legs
we are under the celestial gar
They do not know how to break me about the bottom
I get out every time again alive
So in Russia he had a sticking bone
from under the skin will not squeeze tears
and scattered on the floor
You never gather

the crowd does not know who she needs
She is frighteningly obedient
the crowd will build a world and I will destroy it
After all, I need their souls
to me
Need
them
soul