Текст песни Slim - Власть

Cyril svetanul Cuttle for tridtsatochku euro
As the door opens to Paradise , he knows probably
Why do not you be the first , but will come with us faith
Black Pullman went to red, somewhere to the left
Plug in the hood of the Mercedes Orthodox cross
It's with you in touch our Heavenly Father
And faith in him burning fire in millions of hearts
But for a long time filled with attendants this sacred well
Religion - it is not a poison , it is money and power
Sit on a golden throne , not all by suit
Hey chairman , Throw me a price ka browse
And the mantle Naquin , it goes on a business bitching
So beautiful dome in churches at sunset
But for our sins, then hardly anyone would pay
Cross on his chest - like lifebuoys
But whether or not the creator of your soul to save ?