Текст песни Гена Гром, МС 1.8, Саша Кальян - Некрополь

How many times have you put his life on the line?
Icons whispered among the crowd just about his
And I'm tired of repeating that enough to beg
Howl pleas for mercy, hear Tom Thumb
Thus a clear need to be in these thoughts
So we must be clear in this life
We must steer and tow, not to stir up
And leave your tears for later
And if my text necropolis
I write when I drink, and the sober complete ass
And Sanya says that ten rewind
Ready to get on with and without parole for a bribe
In the lists of the dead, in the list of friends and foes
In the lists of the evil and the good cases, but dumb
And for those who do not really remember them by virtue of
Necropolis pokes his nose for the way short and long
These demons and crazy days of the arrival
That's where I remember his entire clan
Where were gone a week and there thanked them remember
On Sundays and on the same Tuesday
And as there was a table, and glasses rattled anguish
I promised, and I still remember this layer
I remember who I was and I know what I am now!
Copley grandmother, spring to represent you
To the names on the graves stood under the cross
That raised stone sadness and my tears
I am not alone with my sister and my brother
Egor, I'm waiting for you, and fuck some alignment

Black kayeny clots in the arteries of the city
Someone still lives here freely and heavily healthy
Cheap smile hangers in tanning
Fight for mink and tchotchke yes vaginal burning
Invariably reality when angles are unchanged
Watching from the point of indifference of their dancing and eating
Diarrhea pathos carve rotten filok and status
I stay away from all this filth
Mom just does not become a mainstay of the family
My spirit leaves a dead city, knocking down castles
While the children of mammon gnaw oil nipples
Starry sky calling me by name
At night long I thought about love
And the pain left me
You invented me
I remember as a phoenix reborn from your magical name
When the whole world has buried me

How it hurts to know
What are endless days
Pray for us, even though you
And bring flowers to the city of the dead

How it hurts to know
What are endless days
Pray for us, even though you
And bring flowers to the city of the dead

Clamps on the neck or shoulders crosses
The skin is removed until the corpse is still warm
Fucking shame when a schoolgirl fuck in a circle
Himself taking poison and treat each other
These sermons for the deaf
This city is a large necropolis
Even the most innocent soul breathe lust
Who then is bad and who is fuck
Polevat of himself with gasoline cans
And set fire to survive this winter
It is a pitiful semblance of life
As the protracted leap into the grave
We will make evaporate impair became Building
While the blind will adjust the sharpness
In this purgatory today quietly softly softly
Tomorrow you wake up from a lobotomy crazy

How it hurts to know
What are endless days
Pray for us, even though you
And bring flowers to the city of the dead

How it hurts to know
What are endless days
Pray for us, even though you
And bring flowers to the city of the dead