Текст песни Diablo in costa - Бес в ребро

I) At the hour when the sun rises above the pines,
Birds in the nest kill chicks,
Dead children laugh at adults
Dogs lick their faces constellation.

R / rusty grates and my damp floor
I can smell the Apocalypse in the ranks of the celestial spheres.
In my rib got a smelly old devil
I know the Atlanteans built and computers, and hydroelectric power plants.

II) Soul sinless, the wings are weak,
You would breathe depravity and sin,
You defile perversion would be necessary.
But archangels fed you with milk.
At the hour when the sun rises above the pines,
Birds in the nest eat chicks,
Eternal babies cry in an adult
Somewhere in the constellations Virgo and Libra.

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