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Revenge ... Revenge ...

I will give a concert in your city, you will not come.

Revenge...

Young beautiful rubbish, as Seryozha Yesenin said.

Spring is two thousand twelve, there are three autumn-spring us.

When you want adrenaline to let in your blood ...

When I was not called an offensive word "dill".

Obviously trying to hurt.

But I don't care.

I never loved people.

Especially not burdened by intelligence.

He promised not to devote tracks to you.

So.

There will be no names in this track.

You can mix me with shit.

Or sing me a requiem.

But from that ill -fated day.

I am already doomed.

Forever remember your kindness.

The replaced, rather, not mercy.

More than two years have passed.

And you and I have not changed.

I will give a concert in your city, you will not come.

I will leave for another, but you will not recognize.

I call myself a ship.

Revenge, Her Majesty, Anna.

I will give a concert in your city, you will not come.

I will leave for another, but you will not recognize.

I call myself a ship.

Revenge, Her Majesty, Anna.

A boring drish with the eyes of a madman.

A burden for a consumer society.

You can tear your hair on yourself.

And hands in the blood.

Or sing me a requiem.

We are responsible for those we tamed.

And they are responsible for what hurt us.

You can find a hundred reasons.

By which I have no right to walk the streets.

That they can push into thousands of memories.

I will hide and die in a foreign city.

And you will not recognize.

I am writing this track on a battered microphone.

To remind you how it all began.

To say to others: "Do not believe that someone promises you to meet old age together. In the family loving. In love, what they have become stronger."

Life is intended only to fuck you again.

I will give a concert in your city, you will not come.

I will leave for another, but you will not recognize.

I call myself a ship.

Revenge, Her Majesty, Anna.

Revenge, Her Majesty, Anna.