Текст песни старый гном - Пепел

I will turn up the volume in the headphones,
again with a feather under the rib slipped, it means you need so
tick so treats like, again alone in the room,
minus one day, shadow, in this fucking city,
calm guy, tell yourself to stay
she is not the same, her heart is empty,
, Moscow, life, and you let go,
her hands are cold, her eyes are broken,
the birds above the houses flocks quietly so days are thawing
it would be better to drown you inside
and because it does not thaw, and how did it happen so
that two soul mates melted, we became strangers,
tired soul? whisper quietly so listen
I don’t need peace without you, I don’t put out the fire, I know I destroyed many things myself,
he left his temple while he was killed with dogs in the trash,
in mistakes, experience is given; it saves soot like a heart, the gift of bits in a string, as if damned by heaven
broken and not understood by you, my world groans, again I play with weights with no one will stop
the doctors hid the keys to the exit, something was pricked, and it became so quiet
they choked the walls of the chambers a little hell, the square of the doomed broken guys, the eyes shake through,
.how they say, play and throw, that it didn’t grow together just after feeling cold, it started
your cruelty provoked anger, I snapped roughly, slamming blood on my lips, I thought it was still burning and there were only ashes of a pile,
the nerves of the string were so hard to control myself, feeling collapse, run and return in dreams, breathe with you in tact,
managed to turn me into dust, dust.

and moaning knife again,
once again the battle was poured at the same time dead and alive,
between heaven and earth, a long jump into the abyss, bad news for you,
even the most resistant can wriggle when a brown stain spreads out on a white T-shirt,
.when even the birds in the moment were silent, the hospital bed would not be empty for a long time,
no one will tell you how much, and this only makes sense, your fighting stance is so funny here
where every second, is covered with scars and no matter how he does not clearly with everyone, the third with a knife or whip,
take off the wrapper from the life it is salty to taste smoldering numbers, into which, I will not return, ..thinking about the highest I seem to have been burned out from within,
and with every blow my cry is all the more silent, the heavens do not hear, the scars on my son's wrists tightened, and everything is forgotten, like a terrible soon, otoom,
he wanted so much to teach us how to love, and he was awarded a cross with a stony face, the index finger of important persons,
after the toast, the bardels, and under the tongue the wheel, greedy nostrils and bundles of bills, and Cain jerked the bolt, behind his brother’s back,
he closed his eyes with his hands, got into the ward ...

just ask, tell the truth, we will not be here tomorrow, but I will leave something on the bars, my whole fucking world is there, so
fucking speed in a prominent city, on the brother's hut he was blowing something plastic, running from reality, because this is shit, do not erase it with an eraser,
a slave before the power we will wave our wolf's mouths not to save us, and they will always feed us, mom, forgive me, but how to cool down when there are fires inside,
 and my shepherd's hate, a plaster will not help this wound, the trip has not slept for three days - the color of the eyes is red,
..... only the corpses will take off their masks, everything is fine on the monitors, they told my brother to sleep and take a little fairy tale with them,
the room breathes writes the hand hear my demons know each of them by name took out my soul I traded it for rhymes and a little time in this world
to pour all hell on the heads, open the pandora’s box to you well until the end, when i take off the mask .. from my deceitful face, kid
Kantima 5 \ 4 fifth entrance from the butt, call the exorcist and the holy father
what to say in nature alone, flew out of the pack, lost his own as if with a stone in the temple fucked Abel Cain,
and my light became darkness, a black raven over the fucking sold city and its ragged body that grabbed youth behind barricades, silent teams
the guys in black bags, with the same dates, for which this fee to me, the mind in fire, the orderlies, the chamber will lay down any soldier believe,
I leave, close the door behind me, leaving my mark, but I don’t accept the face of this world, I don’t even want to rot, in this land, they burn me in the fire,
and while I'm at the bottom, swill and snow, bitches and rap, tears through laughter,