Текст песни Loren XI - Hector

Always sketched the border with chalk
Is your god a judge? did not know how to subordinate
veins burst from the bell of the chapel - Venom
I am in the world of zombies, under the hood of the ambrylla

Everywhere lectures about serving the Almighty
Whether it's Buddha Jesus or Krishna
Go through the system, there is no such thing in genes
In my ears Slash, in your sperm

I'm a synthesis from what turns talking livestock
I was told in the back "the train left" my flight the plane

The difference between me and the madman is
That I'm not crazy, in the trousers of the mortar trunk
Externally 60 kg inside 11 tons
I'm not a dentist but see with my mouth open

My brain is a city of sins, a western crazy place
Always on horseback crazy guy, Henry Poindexter

You are all someone else's Echoes
I bathe in my sea Aivazovsky

And do not find the port here
It's easier to beat to death a bolt
aimed at the side, not a chess player
but I got into time trouble

I heard about "he has a problem with his head"
I come from the narrow circles of Bohemia
a snuff on the vertex, a cigarette smoldering in the teeth
Your thoughts are within the limits, mine in gold baguettes

In the morning for vivacity I drink ground arsenic
In my tower a storm, in your turtles a draft

Nimbus of smoke around the shaven temples
Without sleep I'm standing behind the canvas - Libido

You were vaccinated in the forearm by Bacillo Calmette
My immunity since childhood Baphomet stigma

I pull on the stretchers of the hymen
I'm crazy, mad Van Gogh and Levy
Perfectionist, teeth clenched
My double raims do not fold like Jules and Vincent

My planet rotates in the nervous system
There is no sun, here without a gleam of ideas
from poohism turned pale
And I do not smoke tobacco, I eat it in tons

Everyone blames black stripes,
Damn! But even the People's Commissars have white on the nose

Your century is colorful, my life is an eternal mess
In the dark, there is more meaning - a black square.

I've never been away, and the dog
Heavyweight inside, skeleton on face
Without shadows, there is no light, though poking the barrel into a weight
The darkest hour before dawn is my son.

On my way like pins
Building from itself important - Lego
Try to appear white snow
Externally, Nikki Bans, inside Smegalol
accumulated as dirt - Smegma
My inner growth is Hector.