Текст песни Зона поражения - Сталкер

Time is short - a few hours
Stalker stabbed out of the house
It's hard to get past the first couple of steps
What next - the easier it is to be weightless
Every morning, to meet his death
Harvesting her hand to ask for a cigarette
Tear sleeves of barbed Network
Chasing the dark electric light ...
Dead fisherman collects at the feet
Empty cans of canned fish
It's time to move on fifteen steps
To have time to turn around and shoot first!
Time is short, a couple of hours
Alarm pops his funeral trill
The fact that you received yesterday for love,
This morning I turned hangover

Lived all his life in a few hours
When your house for a minefield
Tore off his rags cities
For the ring - and the will!
At the will! at will! at will!
At will, the free ...

Anyone who is able, let him be holy,
But to be honest, not putting in quotes
After all, the night stalker for fear of the dark
Worst of all the most harmful habits
Minefield, a whisper, a route,
It is terrible to fall, but it is necessary to go all
Time is short - a couple of minutes,
Fighter Detachment did not notice the loss!
Raise your collar, fasten hood
Lacing shoes, smeared with blood
What yesterday it seemed shit
This morning I turned the love ...
Time is short - a few hours,
Stalker stabbed out of the house
It is difficult to pass a couple of a couple of first steps
What next - the easier it is to be weightless

Lived all his life in a few hours
When your house for a minefield
Tore off his rags cities
For the ring - and the will!
At the will! at will! at will!
At will, the free ...