Текст песни Horned NecroCannibals - Лень

Torch live at the arena rushed,
Brown blood bubbling on fire -
Remember, a fortune teller told you:
"From the dress you take certain death!"
Black coat, oiled,
Brushes and soap not knowing for a long time.
Laziness was clean - well, that's the price paid:
Fire devil came for you!

Leather fakir went blisters,
He broke like grilled skewers
Fried meat, live with bones
The roar of the fire drowned his scream!

Here he comes, and candles were extinguished
In horror froze auditorium
Fingers routinely groped match
And a mouthful of kerosene scored
Lung fur inflates Anisim
Torch brings closer to the mouth
Breath - spitting, and a drop of gasoline
A needle pierced thin coat