Текст песни Khao Kyle - Эффект лестницы

He opened with a creak the coffin, there is a ton of books - akribofob,
Let us in the rhythm of the music broke his hump, do a triple cork.
Throughout the racket. You went into the game, my friend, and if suddenly Hayter
Your ribs crunch here, "tuk-tuk". Tuc, a cracker
I write to the sound on the tattered pamphlets, sat in the iliac crest
Although I am not a flint, quartz bit is not, wait for the fire by friction
Carry-on baggage does not allow me to stand up under me water surface
Dead water, among whom I mauled by foot, so pat (a)
Molyuyu thick paint, I am once again ready to commit follies in the desert
Suppose you do not Ghost Rider, but the ardor is not cooled down
From beneath pairs of shoes couples and nasty rasping rattle
Not less than jarring to me, I'm stupid, deaf or restrained
Where is my rod broke of hope, so that has long been retired
My choice - pen in the throat, but I'm sad Pierrot, but from memory tore and stood on the platform
Not knowing what to say to you, Kyle decided to hang himself
What if infuriates once a month ladder effect