Текст песни ГРОТ - За час до наступления

I hear the voices of the men from the first leg
I feel it does not fear the soldiers and the blood on the walls
The gun works the smell of raw brick
An hour before the prayer is hot
Source of power is not guided, she does not know the brink
Bird on a dark grove and those already in a panic
Someone will raise up, someone breaks then
In anticipation of the second product from the Grotto
See how buildings collapse and break boards
How to boil a rage about the first killed
How knelt in tears asking for forgiveness
And lost youth in cold rooms
Just looking into this darkness will become clear
What is forever, and that eventually fades
The sky will be delayed and everything happens quickly
But there is still time to think before the first shot.

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Boldly and greyhound rushing word freedom around the world
Not so terrible cancer, how sweet cigarette
Who lay down his life for the center, which is almost extinguished
We only all charged: "No one except us"
And we responded immediately poloho bluish sky
Snow on the green grass in the morning after the release
Faith injected into the blood, these signs from heaven
But successful and solid drocherov felt uneasy
In horror, ran crying to the hut to the nipples
Injection of conscience in his father's leather belt
AMBUSH each phrase brings to the final
Do not hide in his room with a dirty magazine
Intercourse, animals and analysis of linen
You until old age Ridicule will Rodney Friend
That night in prayer light candles
To all raznoporodnoy mrazota breathing was nothing!