Текст песни гнилое наречие - angedonism

probably my destiny is Skurov on the balcony ,
and you nod in silence , as though he realized
I jump in the agony that the shin ax
and the throat blade tear limb
fascinated honors on the area closely
would not get lost again in unfamiliar surroundings
mutilated futility , learned a lesson has disappeared from sight,
of dark affairs , communication with this or that
the corridors of the old walls .