Текст песни STAB - Предел

It does not finish the job,
Without destroying the brain.
With the dying body
You fought as best he could.
Immobilize thought,
In a coma wrinkled cock.
You were independent,
Now the needle - your limit!
Not a day goes by,
Not a night
Without the murder itself,
No screams with all his might!
How do you want to remove
Bored body.
What else to take,
To get away from the limit?
Chorus:
Your limit! Your limit! Your limit! Your limit!
Yellowed veins
On the withered hand.
Barren walls
Brings only fear.
The days spent in buzz
Lost in the distance.
These fresh wounds
Tearing you up inside!
Not a single sleep
Without a cold sweat.
If no nausea, vomiting, be sure!
These gray thoughts
Put a new barrier.
You can not break
After this limit!
Chorus (4 times)
Where is your sober mind? Where he looked when you die?
When sodden, who joined the line, you lose yourself, without feeling the effects?
When your thoughts are like fresh wounds, like murder, like cheating?
A needle energized, you rushed out of the body when approaching the top limit!
Chorus (4 times)