Текст песни Niukku - F H G

Don't glue anything again,
Do not hold together,
And the prayer booked
Not able to inspire.
Everything broke overnight,
Obeying the call of the lips -
Dull colors,
Their shades do not return.
Female voice from the podium
Trampled two lives at once.
On the chest - the stigma "tributes"
Flames wild phrase.
They now have one road -
To die in the Arena
And in the ears is playing a slogan
"We wish them good luck!"
Everything, as in the myth of Theseus,
Only there is no Minotaur,
And there is no forgiveness,
Because it's all true.
They will have to kill
Stepping on the throat of honor,
At night, almost no sleep,
Fearing someone else's revenge.
They will be crushed without noticing
Feelings with mud stir
To "bright" aesthetes
They sent gifts.
In the meantime, there is a minute ...
A couple dozen disks in the field,
Where on each tributu:
No emotions, except pain.
The breeze plays softly
The sun shines in the clouds.
There is only one way out ...
In silence the signal is rattling!