Текст песни MoSHkin - Бесы тело рвут на части

Alexander Alexandrov Words
Music by Igor Moshkina

Possessed body torn to pieces

Possessed body torn to pieces,
But I think this is happiness
I see happiness in the cemetery,
Where the cold wind whistling,
Blowing from the skeleton
Memory sweet summer

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Demons in my body roam,
Like the wind in the cemetery,
Gnawing rot and mold
In the form of arrogance of my songs
I scream, but no sound
Silence hurts my ears -
Chewed demons ligament
I live down "bandage"

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However, free from the body,
In the other world the soul has flown
In a world in which "DIG" is not visible
In a world where pain and shame

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There is no matter that
Dead you "what" or "about that"
But once the soul is not sacred
Again it vtryahnuli in armor

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The strong skeleton armor
Kicked again by the summer of Lethe
This death and rebirth
These ups and downs

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It's never-ending quest
His overcoming
To hell! Demons are driven soul
The Devil God - outside
Of these poor walls
I get out very soon
Oh ... e ..
It's never-ending quest
His overcoming
Oh ... e ..

/ Guitar's Doom Dead Zombie

Improvision /
/ Effect's /

22.11.1995 Word.
Music 03.07.2014g.