Текст песни Niukku - F H G

Do nothing again to glue
Generally not to bore
And ordered prayer
Do not be able to inspire.
Everything broke overnight,
Obeying the call of lips -
Sweat the paint at once,
Their shades do not return.
Female voice from the tribune
Mentalized two lives at once.
On the chest - the stamp "Tribute"
Beats the wild phrase.
They are now one road -
In the arena dying,
And in the ears playing a slogan
"We wish them good luck!"
Everything like in myth about the bevel,
Only there is no minotaur
And no forgiveness is found,
Because everything is truth.
They will have to kill
Coming on the throat of honor
At night almost never sleep,
Fearing someone's revenge.
They will damn, not noticing
Feelings with mud stirring
To "bright" aesthetes
They sent gifts.
In the meantime goes a minute ...
Pair of dozen discs in the field,
Where on each in the tribute:
No emotions, except for pain.
The breeze plays quietly
The sun shines in the clouds.
There is only a way out ahead ...
In silence rarely a signal!