Текст песни Собаки Табака - Новое Тело

On the moon, and tomorrow a new day
I sit with a knife at the veins and life is just one
And demons me grinning, as my teeth
Cut yourself, eat, do not become worse

Where is my soul flies, and somewhere in the darkness of the mind creeps alien hell
I need it
And what is the dregs, really, have this mind
Collection sick fantasies blunt herd
Crooked sarcasm
The fate of the primacy
To eat, to shit, to love, to compel, to search for debauchery
Brother, lying, thump, to dig his own grave
I'm at the limit
And we need to change something
And here again
Lazy, drunken body lying idle
To give birth to this abomination, once mom wanted
Well, I do not
Yes, and a dick, I sit not in the spirit
Vykusyvaya fleas in my heart, like a deceitful whore
Giving up a knife, came a new era, taking the ax
I will go and arrange neighbors terror

The hand ax, palm sweating
My inner demon wants a new body

The hand ax, palm sweating
Today, the boy wants a new body

Few people need is just that -
A drink of water, food, cool in the heat
A little bit of reason, a little God,
And yet any all garbage slowly
But not now, now it's too late ...
On the moon, the stars twinkle ...