Текст песни Saint - ПО ДНУ

flocks of crows circling over my dead body
by pulling the bottom of the vessel, but in the morning
wake up the same ... most corpse
This story introduces me into a stupor
where is the truth, and who's to say as it is
where honor, no, there's no fucking.
let the light do not, then let fire
will burn quickly, will be happy for you
my land, my was not in fact,
I have seen the light at the end, and it is difficult to return as
but I came back he realized
I am not happy where I visited.
signal to my vryatli caught sonar
I was in the hospital but you're not my medic
and I'm dumb like, look in your eyes
where the band is white? then black
there hearts, so the peaks on the sheets
and the spiers of the city, the excitement aroused
taking away something that God himself gave Tipo
I spat on the skies
where there is a spark? it stars the brother,
They silently, just look at us.
No there's nothing there just clouds.
and light of the sun will burn, the pain so sweet
these words I have written on the sheets
I not become easier, what's cook
did not help ootchasti, I will disassemble for parts
I'm happy when it is a holiday, it will turn back pain