Текст песни XI XXIV - 2302

smoke post leaving spoil heaven
In the paradise flies a burning tank
between the trees and the forest, the satellite dances
over the world hangs steel fist

This is Era Aquarius
Infinite snake
This is a shift of geopoles
This is a scorched land
This is an extreme score on a birch forest.
This is a black meat grinder and a white meat grinder face to face
This is what the wise men wrote about in the ancient books.
this is what she fabricated from heaven planets parade
This is what great fathers worked
time to make gazavat cards truth say

The Lord says "Kill"

The Lord says "Kill the enemy
Kill as a dog raise the horns
Yes, I will not get a hand
Let the guts
throw in the millstone throw in the horn
Face will eat
On you the cover of my strength
Kill or you kill
Angel Trubit
This time of old disorders
Kill "Lord says

spin rolls slides to the edge
Plate Orange Orange
Eh Zheleznyak yes oh yeah dad
Two sailors came up because of the girl
beat each other with chains
Bones in powder
In the handle, the cort in the eye has entered
from the girl

On the world map
Spreading the legs
She spread out Sul Major Prize
For the victory of Pyrrhova
in the name of glory god
my struggle her last whim

Here is a stone dressing naked clitoris
orgasm blows up a fugance projectile
her live breast trembles under the piles of killed
she becomes wet from the blood of wounded soldiers

she screams in ecstasy their burnt lungs
"Make me hurt me
Sit down on me riding a shot in my mouth
I'm your slave your pig "

Steel Prut
inhale deep legs wider
Weak Ummal
Eleven twenty four

Leasting steel Prut
inhale deep legs wider
Strong too die
Eleven twenty four