Текст песни pyrokinesis - колесо фортуны

I became stronger
but all these dances with a fan
fate
told to stay
then dust
trends from stations
the crowd
the platform of hopeless anguish
From the choice of the path of honor
I have all that life granted to the scrap
let

I was the last hero
but my role is not shining
on sequels
I do not know of any notes or triplets
Guitar subside the pain of complex
frozen fingers, I want to mount
finish and pour alcohol

I still do not understand
how all this stuff does not sink
Give me a fucking hope except at least a chance to see the sea
and magnolia flower in a minefield beckons to step
from the windows and then in hell

and my demons within
set fire to the wings of angels
from heaven did then Rome

and Carthage, I'll throw a halo and shout at all nervous
I have 3 times as a child was on the verge between the razor and the universe

chorus

I became a poet sluts and whores
As Yesenin
alcohol and dance in umat
As Vysotsky
author blots and blemishes
the fate of
And the broken rim
And the wheel of fortune may continue to do a full turn.

Come after me,
I know how to burn themselves to huyam
both enhance and twice pain
How to build a fire from nothing
without matches, but the fire is not life, but who will burn your face
with soul
I love squander priceless treasure,
I squander your halo among fluorescent lamps
the percentage of zero talent,
but at the center of our times
so I would like to have more Fame
But I'm busy just elementarschinu as Feynman

People are looking for yourself in the music,
And finally, I hope
it lost
and do not be a coward, and cut all ties
with the art that is now so dependent on this potreblyadstva

fuck work

In all these songs pussy

and someday it will all end
but for now, I'll be the ghost of the avant-garde whores,
Suitsidnikov, poets and all designed to drown in the venom.