Текст песни YXUNG SATAN - Некролог

Black Blood, bloody crosses,
Fashion for murderers, filled posts.
How much do not try to you all before pussy,
She catches someone else's blood, only you are to blame.

We keep yourself as if you are not yet dead inside
But you calmly look like you tear into pieces.
And you never fart from emptiness,
What gives you fears and steal your dreams.

DOWN THIS BIT !!!

Flame flood, bloody walls,
Gray ash on the floor and corpses behind the door.
Dark fabric, star and bones,
Dead on the floor - unandoned guests.

All this was already
All this is only a lie (lie).
By deciding who are right enough for a knit.

They are looking for respect,
Waiting for heavenly decision,
Every day and every hour
They will die but not now.