Текст песни Etallon - Комильфо

Washes out thoughts for a long time, but
Originally from a coma with the desired one to the cape - would be new again.
Has suffered unreleased, under close criticism for an encore homo.
The prize is a pool, down - soot, try it!

Inspired by "Truth" - this is how the soul interprets
I understand the information - captain need
The only way I am forged by a reprimand text from books
Competence is light, shift. Whoever is for stupidity is full of.

Nonsense ambition faceless, Otto a bit moldy
Ideas for songs I can't live without
There - like tantalum
I extract the trash trash
On the way to tartare I would collect my thoughts

Swam as a prisoner into the world of shadows, aphorisms
See kA smoke from your ears and under the prism
Ghost text is ideal, not background
I am the sophist and sage Etallon - Comilfo.