Текст песни Sammet - Ритм Мёртвых Сердец

Listen merciless wail of sirens, like the hum brought from hell
Wind carries leaflets war, clogging them calm garden
Garden hopes, grieving for those who will never see peace
Those who fought all his life for the cleaning system, which did not give them without a single failure
THIS Stony infinite lives
This is a cry blown shower
It is the rhythm of the dead hearts
THIS oblivion lifeless bodies
This is what plays you
This is your dream called life
Listen to the ringing of dirty coins, which were purchased life
Life nekchёmnyh most people elected by all the other
Hearken speeches with no sense of falling from above, like raindrops
The perception goes according to plan, all of this being ... Pocono.