Неизвестен - Страх и ненависть в Вологде - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We had 4 strands, 50 meters of ropes, 7 multi -frequency radios, a box of power engineers, protective helmets and glasses for the entire team and an infinite number of lanterns of all colors and sizes, as well as torches, swimming trunks, basketball and GPS navigator. It’s not that it was a necessary supply for the trip, but if you go to the Vsevol, you must be prepared in full. The only concern was caused by a basketball - there is no one more stubborn and fucked on ideas than Vologda orgs.

It's your turn to steer

Damn the Church

After it, all desire to climb somewhere disappears

Full loss of motor-portal skills

Hallucinations, loss of balance, fingers numb

Boyaks begin, legs and arms refuse

It's your turn to steer!

Sage has already let go

Taurin came out for a long time

But adrenaline still let know

He slowly comes out

The first hour you just play

And then, at the beginning of the second hour, you begin to curse the nerd who invented this game

It's your turn to steer!