Текст песни tesnoba, в'луже - заполярье

never believe, if ringing the doorbell
it pretended to be a guest of hell
childhood mustiness. and I was afraid
I feared as much as I can remember
I was afraid
I was afraid that my father will tear Sherkhan
I was afraid
I was afraid of everything:
darkness, death, humans, insects
I am searching for himself, listening to the internal "hot / cold"
People mask revelation
people-a powerful argument in the temple
Die of hunger
burn with fire
I'm tired of coughing up phlegm in your words
and I'm tired
I'm tired of monotonous screwing corkscrew
in the frontal bone of the Moscow area
hookworm. and through the hole of the stoma
we will return back to 07y
hotline polar region
transparent sun
here nehuy catching fucking
dvoechki apart in a sunny or awl in the ribs
shivapodobnye basement devils
it is their fingers scratching the door
their breath is oozing from the windows
kola ultradeep
we all shall die there

penetrating all in the ear
It was painful to remember all
torn apart all its palaces mind
everything that has made
and I was afraid to become evident
I'm afraid
I zabyus the ceiling together with devils
it is very wise to expect you
and whispered in the ear of morality
with thoughts of ill
burn in the cold northern lights
zaglotni last drops of pain
with which there is no family
and I'm afraid to wake up
and close your eyes until the dark
remembering his childhood and breaking into pieces
hands over his face, not to see
and do not remember anything from that time
are you tired?
tired of hearing all this schizophrenia
although the same fag
I'm tired
look around and see nothing
except for the labyrinth of gray buildings
step by step entering into disappointment
and someone's verbal isterzaniya
sit in the crowd and look blankly
the silence
ready to obey, and put on the mask of a pig
town hero rotten as all apartments
in a slaughter stalinkas sounds
my fingers scratching at the window
my breath trickle out from under the bed
I beat in the Arctic Hotline
freeze as soon as the rest