Текст песни F.L. Project - Иные Полюса

Around me thorns in the legs rotten faces
In the corners of scrapie fangs and harder to breathe
Clinging to a pittance, I buried in the mud
Blevki I suffer the fate - but keep going.
I do not get tired of suffering, never tire of love
I do not get tired just go on living!
Well, let me tear, tearing my soul
Kill, still will not listen.
Well, let's pull the trigger, feed my body pain
You and I have for a long time, other pole.

Playing a role, we forget who we are
The plot is a simple game, with characters die at the end,
With aces in a bank are all safely
A collapse of the victim give their winnings business.
I'm sick of you, I'm not like you, no
I care about the sound of coins, I believe in the best light
                                My wins
Well, let me tear, tearing my soul
Kill, still will not listen.
Well, let's pull the trigger, feed my body pain
You and I have for a long time, other pole. (2 times)