Текст песни ГРОТ, D-MAN 55 - В Завтра

“With a wave of my wing, I will flow like a river,
I will go from end to end the whole world
And I won't find another one like that
Lands like you are my Siberia
And I won't find another one like that
Lands like you are my Siberia. " (Insert from the song "My Land, Siberia", music by O. Ivanov, lyrics by Y. Kolokolov).

* Someone from the GROTTO ... This is Omsk ... This is Western Siberia ... Two for five ... D-man 55 ... Whale bits ... the GROTT ... We burst into tomorrow ...

D-MAN 55:
Pen stroke and hand wave -
This mortal world awaits a hero!
The crown is ready and step behind you!
It's time to ask yourself: "Who am I?"
If there is dirt around, what is wrong?
If light is omnipotent, how did darkness arise?
Where does the shadow come from and where does the trail come from?
Knowledge is here, plus impeccable methods.
Why millions and your limousine
If hospitals are chock-full of pus?
Smelled of pain and someone's fault
There are only fangs and a wolf howl!
The hour will come, they will be ready
Change everything, look at the world in a new way!
The hour will come and the days will run.
There will and will be a final judgment!

Chorus:
One path up, one star above it!
I look at the falling snow - I feel that I am stronger!
One path up, one star above it!
The voice of conscience in the heart, words from the author:
“They have been waiting for us already! We burst into tomorrow! "

Someone from the GROTT:
We bypass the side of scavengers of different colors,
Tempered in the entrances by troubles, fire and misfortune,
Charged with light, bright sun in the morning
Those who have seen death itself, grown in the wind!
I see an abyss with a question mark on my face:
Where do we come from in the world and where do we go at the end?
Where does the smell of death and scarlet in the snow come from,
And what is destined to endure us in our lifetime?
The road through the woods, around it is dark as at night.
We go first in order to test the waters!
I hear rustles, in the darkness my torch shines brighter!
Before we leave the galaxy, we must get there!
I feel the voice of centuries speaking about the important!
I see the cosmic distance and I'm not afraid.
The sounds of the steel word will fill the old hut,
Entering again tomorrow, so grab it!

Chorus:
One path up, one star above it!
I look at the falling snow - I feel stronger!
One path up, one star above it!
The voice of conscience in the heart, words from the author:
“They have been waiting for us already! We burst into tomorrow! "

Someone from the GROTT:
Takeoff! Ten kilometers of the abyss below us.
A road to nowhere, a road in search of flame.
All our landmarks are visible through the clouds,
Tracers of tracks in the snow that did not come from the war!
Cities, as if spoken, over and over again:
Closed, plundered, crumbling, disbanded!
The blizzard is howling, the Earth grieves for the lost children.
Is there a draft in the crack, to the touch, at least someone will answer?
On this hope-lit path
Among the lips that have cooled down, to see the steam from the hot chest!
People from those who are not afraid to cry in tears
Do not put out fires in the power of darkness and chaos!
The demons on the billboards laugh in their faces
In the rustle of a century-old forest, to hear the voice of fathers.
The era of illness and troubles is on its way ...
We tear off the bandages from our faces and go out into the light!

The voice of conscience in the heart, words from the author:
“They have been waiting for us already! We burst into tomorrow! "

“If you don't see something, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist. It's like feeling something with your gut.
You know that through our gut the voices of our ancestors whisper to us what is right and what is not ... "(the film" Legends of the Night Guards ")