Текст песни Артем КоТ Ветров - Верность делу

White Hall of Tile blinds eyes

A strictly confident knife looks at an angle

And in the bark - brakes

That's all. Let's get down, well, well


Lamps with paradise fire

I see you through now

Waiting outside the window

And consciousness - with you apart

Not sparing yourself. Your life is more expensive for me at 100

There is no road from the fire back

Loyalty to the cause where not to turn

We have chosen this way for ourselves

We go to the end

How much will go to mess with you

I see my flesh less often than my robe

Like a faceless hero

But in everything is to blame

Day and night for days for flight

Performing a call and duty

And hoping what awaits the result and a lot