Текст песни 4 MORON - Месть овощей

Warriors of Light and the warriors of darkness
This time should unite,
To meet the threat of a face-to-face
Time of this world is coming to an end ...

The world froze in anticipation of terrible things ...
I hear the voice of vegetables!

Blood cry holy.
And the closer the last day.
Vinigret alive in dishes
Thicken the shadow of death

Warriors of Light and the warriors of darkness
This time must unite
To meet the threat of a face-to-face
Time of this world is coming to an end ...

I hear a terrible call!
I hear how it goes for me ...
Under the chimes!
He converted me into humus ...

Eggplant murderer!
Ripper corpses leek ...
Cut the face!
Jerusalem artichoke, rutabaga and celery ...

I hear the voice of vegetables!

No tomorrow.
The acrid smoke sky
From the thousands of corpses.
Vegetables furnace stoked people.

Warriors of Light and the warriors of darkness
This time should unite,
To meet the threat of a face-to-face
Time of this world is coming to an end ...

I hear a terrible call!
I hear how it goes for me ...
Under the chimes!
He converted me into humus ...

Eggplant murderer!
Ripper corpses leek ...
Cut the face!
Jerusalem artichoke, rutabaga and celery ...

Vegetarians will answer for everything.
How many vegetables were exterminated?
How many young potatoes in hell heat
Finished his short life?

Warriors of Light and the warriors of darkness
This time should unite,
To meet the threat of a face-to-face
Time of this world is coming to an end ...

I hear a terrible call!
I hear how it goes for me ...
Under the chimes!
He converted me into humus ...

Eggplant murderer!
Ripper corpses leek ...
Cut the face!
Jerusalem artichoke, rutabaga and celery ...

I hear the voice of vegetables!