Текст песни Адаптация - Феодализм Live in Бишкек 10.02.2002

Stone down, boiling water on the crown
Feudalism as a sign of time
The noise of cars, the sounds of new music
The cold is creeping, eating alive
Dreams that not everything is poisoned
Drink a bowl of bitter alphabet to the bottom
Collecting words by bones
Let the verses repeat with flame
It will end with an ellipsis
Where we are not, everything has long been stolen
Forever and ever
The wind sings in a boarded up house
The song that there is no other way and no end

Harvest turned into hunger
Children's snow broke off with laughter
I did not know what was paid for everything
And gave bread to the destitute
Gaining rotten experience
Distinguish by color and smell
Recognize by footsteps, by hair
Either the beast, or the scenery
It stands in the cold
Making faces to blind hunters
Until the morning they will have fun
Everyday circus, foggy bus
And sleepy zombies with columns twisted to nowhere

The dim light of lonely bulbs
In the corridors of state security
Let the air shit bawdy
They all lacked publicity
Rock and roll is also money
Snow melted in the middle of autumn
I wanted to overeat mold
Kids catch the buzz from "Prodigy"
I woke up in a deep mess
Without a face, without sins, without memory
Forever +
The wind sings in a boarded up house
The song that there is no other way and no end
Stone down, boiling water on the crown
Feudalism as a sign of time
The noise of cars, the sounds of new music
The cold is creeping, eating alive