Текст песни TERROR LETOV - Нас Всех Когда-То Звали По Имени

Cold compresses the heart and soul
I'm back in Massine Boris Yeltsin
blood on the tracks, the princess's body
these Hayter - incest victim
Sword meeting, breathes sorrow
Jains fan cut throat
the sound of a bugle northern wolf
Thousands Morley ready to tear the throat

you only see the target
ask for mercy, his knees in the blood
feed you start up, the illusion of happiness
in the chamber of torture all allinclusive

so as not to give the lady naive
Demons took out the soul of the name
just get me they are invisible
(They do not pull, does not pull faces as bran)
you're such a wild well killin 'me killin' me
kill, pikoyu, machetes, pitchforks
IN MY BLOOD thorns and poison
We are all used to be called by the name

you're such a wild well killin 'me killin' me
kill, pikoyu, machetes, pitchforks
IN MY BLOOD thorns and poison
We are all used to be called by the name

you're such a wild well killin 'me killin' me
kill, pikoyu, machetes, pitchforks
IN MY BLOOD thorns and poison
We are all used to be called by the name
All of us when it was called by the name of ...