Текст песни ЭСКАЛАДА - дискуссия с судьбой

Having shot yourself by the fire of panic passions
Turn yourself into a bag of meat and bones
Crying my friend and executioner
Get the hell out of here.
Otherwise I'll grab my throat
The pain is like alcohol
Gives to passions
To thrust into my soul the drill bit
And where to get the strength
To win
In the game of foreign conditions
The fire extinguished
Ice to keep track of
Cascade of praise and slander
chorus:
Let the case all the dreams killed
But my spirit is able to go on living
And he did not beg for mercy
In a discussion with fate-oh-oh

Again I walk through the bodies of betrayals and resentments
I will, although it seemed to me that something is cursed and broken
Beat all the devils
Do not be a beast
Without thought and without belief
To live angry but to love
And then what?
Fly and avoid falls
On the ceiling
Forever aphid
Depart sadness and boredom
And let the sun shine not palya
And the pain will not be flour
chorus.
Laugh at their misfortune cynically
I will again be in a discussion with fate
Afraid of thoughts chaotic
Do not budu.Nuka sing along with me
.......................... a song of new days
............................. more fun