Текст песни День Донора - Логово Врага

Listen to advice - the last thing
Hatred of sowing is easy and pleasant
I suddenly noticed: there is no limit
Live immediately became easy and fun

Cries, my insides burst forth
The body is the vessel, and the soul is the jinn
Sleep peacefully, you need so much peace
Few fire? Here's a bucket, it's gasoline

In the enemy's lair dim sunset
Ragged wounds in the soul and on the body
I want to say something to someone
I would like to do something

How is freedom torn to shreds
How the Tit Dies in the Hands
How the inner hunger is quenched
And there is a flame in my eyes

The street asks for iron and blood
Street fights people and cars
The city responds pain painfully
The pain will then recede, then again it will swell

Dreams of kerosene-marsh color
In the morning I so want to be a man
That I was not killed for it
It's fun to live dying of laughter

In the enemy's lair dim sunset
Ragged wounds in the soul and on the body
I want to say something to someone
I would like to do something

How is freedom torn to shreds
How the Tit Dies in the Hands
How the inner hunger is quenched
And there is a flame in my eyes

Time creeps poisonous snakes
Past deaf settlements without an address
Fast as a mold, suspicions grow
The need for a third eye

School children at school, which is near
Quietly and plaintively, they sang something.
He is innocent who was guilty
Listen to advice - the last thing

In the enemy's lair dim sunset
Ragged wounds in the soul and on the body
I want to say something to someone
I would like to do something

How is freedom torn to shreds
How the Tit Dies in the Hands
How the inner hunger is quenched
And there is a flame in your eyes (x2)