Текст песни Hostile Breed - Корми Своих Волков

Feed their WOLVES
Blood -
She's got a price,
Dealers and charts ...
It does not matter which one of us
tear
Someone's veins ...

Each has its own -
And the bullet, and love ...
In every heart
Yearning
Nespuschennyh hammers.
Hey! Will all patients -
Patients than yesterday ...
To hell forever!
O` Kay!
Forget it - but not goodbye !!!
And your every day -
As a new chance to break away
In the wild race
On the verge of war and peace.

Step two, and - into the abyss!
Istlet extinguished stars are not!
Our fears
not just
Even the death of ...

In you
And in me
Crucified God last
On the ground...

Step two, and - into the abyss!
Istlet extinguished stars are not!
Our fears
not just
Even the death of ...

In you
And in me
Crucified God last
On the ground...

Feed the wolves!
Feed the wolves!