маяк - Картина на которой нас нет - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I forgot to put on glasses and did not catch how transcendental are all inside: from the gas chamber under the knives, meat grinders are folded, six and ready to surrender to a bloodthirsty night.

Flying on a full -time field, I devote my pirouette for the sky for the sky of cadaveric blue, the iron of the cross is in the saber. The picture on which we are not more accurate and more precisely like life.

This means you are defeated and you know by relaxing the members over the bed of bamboo. Continue to smile carelessly, while there are strength and teeth in your mouth to chew fecal youth.