Текст песни ГТ - МТС

Greetings gentlemen and ladies
Count of dark cutters at your service
let chaos reign, noise and din
prepare spears chain mail
count of dark cutters
tramp killer
Earl of the Darkcutters
blood in a glass
Earl of the Darkcutters
groans from the basement
Count of the Darkcutters
my side is dark
skill land slaves serfs
and you stink in a wooden box
listen to my poetry to ladies
she also likes socialite
almost everyone is ready to go down the aisle
saying to himself they say the fellow is frying
I look many here on the dark side
what are the rogues I would take you up
on a frisky mare I ride in the county
and you damned smoke opium in the porch
I will say from the heart sir va mediocrity
my path is darker than all of yours together
ay lepota in loops back and forth
on the branches sways the childhood grim
I'm like shovel roofing cream
enough for all love is more than enough
my dashing horse takes me to the tavern
here everyone knows my hot dick
virgins raise the hem like a flag
I'll fill a couple of women
I will not hurt them, they are fat and sweaty
and I cut the strings and only in the underground
Detina fortress Danila
often brings lovely girls
then I'm having fun
remove skin cut fat
I drink exquisite blood with a spoon
it’s impossible to convey my bliss here
Oi sigh me seeing the young ladies
and you are stupid and feed for maggots
know the tradesman do not pull your claws
shaggy like nokh bastard of the goblin