Свидетельство о Смерти - Петля - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Loop, do not take my loop from me, dawn, no one can repaint on us dawns, filled the drawers of the tables of porn playing .. Pillars, and the crossbars on them, the bodies weigh.

I look, I see everything, but it is useless to speak back, into oblivion, but everyone really wants to live, ranks, they are their favorite scum of fate, guilt, they never know their guilt. Leg, I refused to walk in my leg, a blizzard, to the hands of a spent for a long time, to torture, to torture, to torture any story with empty phrases. Read, read obituary to me, I have become old to burn many times, we will burn everything in hell for that warmth, to regret, why regret everything that has taken away, blame, always blame for ourselves, accept, all the present in love. The loop, the loop, snot, hung, hung, bastard, on my nose, the flowers, the flowers, all the day before yesterday my flowers, and you, what you yell, fool, among the void. You wait - the loop will break and I will fall to you, rains, washed all the trees in the dried garden. For a long time I laughed at the expression on my face, it is very similar to my dead man.