Текст песни Глеб Батуев - Бог наш

Our god

First you are my friend, and then you are the apostle,
So many strong hands, but they have weak bones,
When they find me, you hide under the snow
When I am crucified, you will all follow.

Chorus:
Our God, our God, the generator of delirium,
Forever sticking out, genius, source of light,
Our God, our God, humble hid,
As if there is a huge dick behind all this

Go out to the people in the city, take a sip
Die under the feet of the frostbitten motherfuckers
Everyone will see the blood and then they will love you
This love will finally destroy you ...

Chorus.