Текст песни st1x - Режим Бога

We will not change the mode in the fields
You seem to be Gump that ever runs
They were given hands all because of the rhymes
I have a living organism on each cage
and I'm poor but God you are rich
that you constantly throw on the bottom
I will not help you do not think about yourself
Your Say is a sin
I'm on the path of Christ and your life foresaw
I realized that I was tired because your days like spam
and write in the sheets that you were in places
where I walked looking for me to put
Your legs have been inherent in Nowhere
and I looked at the top how did you disappear
and help wanted but I would not be right
After all, the switching mode you fell into the enemy

I will not help you not pray
White life breaks you
You did not rise above Loch
Your flight mode
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God 'mode

Packaging faith with people's hands.
What scratched the earth, clinging for life.
Their bodies, neatly, tightened the blizzard.
And does not touch the soul of the familiar fascism.

You, alas, is not given, my world is not available.
Cut life, leaving only blood on the saw.
And I see a tear, I'm the other after all, understand.
I go on the road of the Shards of the hearts.

These forces gave God and to go to the edge
what to do good and along the paths in tebe
Whatever people as a debt gave the earth
your life and easily survived the blizzard