Текст песни Де-факто - Анархист

How many songs are sung, how many words are said
About the King of Jesters who left us
How many generations have grown by aggressive Punk Rock
Orphaned scene when Pot left
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Somewhere in heaven an artist is waiting
First went to heaven ...
Anarchist
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Suddenly, the phone rang.
From the other world came the velvet baritone
I'm so bored here, disgraced sleek paradise
These rivers of milk, this sky-high land
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In the rays of the sun I wander like in the dark
Tell me how it is on earth.
It is dreary and empty, only the wind awaits in the streets
Penetrates into the soul, heart burns with cold
Fierce and endless
The sky streams ashes, burns eyes with lashes
Icy earth moans beneath my feet
The world is hopeless
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I'll be back promise my place is among you
Lord will sign the Order for the first time
On the way back, stairs from the sky
On the way home, which had not been in so long

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And again on stage the artist smiles
Anarchist will call for himself
Sadness will disappear, pain and wind will subside in the soul
The earth will breathe freely under the stream of rain
Removing ashes from faces
Darkness will dissipate, eyes will clear, longing will disappear
He will be back soon,
From the other world
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How many songs are sung, how many words are said
About the King of Jesters who left us ...