Текст песни TONY CorteZ - Плачут боги

Rain! Crying to the sky god
Dust! The roads do not have to
And there are those who are more than we are mortal garbage and trash, we are forced to live strictly according to the rules ihnim

Fear! This is not a reason to be silent
We! Let's all shout together
To learn how to survive afloat hoping himself and his mother, even prayer will not help to get up on his knees

Not believe in God, I better open the door
Yes, would not hear the nonsense about faith,
I'm sure the time will take us by building mativam
Where eternal sleep and positive
Recitative help to feel again
Through the lens that you can live

Not straining who is guilty, who is the devil
I'm in this business is mixed
I will overthrow the gods as pawns
Smile, smile, sneer
Waiting on the Gods you hope
Goal sakol like without clothes

Who will help in the battle of life
Children, family, friends may
As for those who are in heaven
Nope they need bread

Nope, and you do not need to wait
From these demons rest
Up there own policy
On the land tour
Under the air of a man resting gods
Broke its own restrictions
human vices

Under the air of a man resting gods
Breaking his same defects