Текст песни Духи Цеха - Наркоанархия

In a dirty dungeon in a dark smoke ,
Addicts death grind me the needle ,
The voice of the devil : & quot; rolled up his sleeve ! & Quot ;,
Dirty armored train nuclear composition .
Chorus:
I always hated the drug mafia ,
I advocate narkoanarhiyu .

Across the river is carrying a raft of death ,
Dirty machine, liquid pipe burns ,
Nightmares are seen in the eternal vanity ,
The Inferno enters the devil sitting on the needle.

Chorus .

Faded paint freaky dreams
From crude graves heard the call of corpses ,
Reach out , rusty needle,
It gives baptism Ca -na -ta !