Lyrics Смоки Мо, Грязный - На пути у богов

Man stood in the way of the gods,
Angering them
Before that I bit my own,
Not sparing fangs!
Killed flesh
Without wasting bullets
Healed with words
But if it pressed -
I collected belongings and dumped ...
Cursing the rotten system
Gave the heroes of the era to faceless gods
And to the wild gods -
Like myself
The last ones were catching birds
They sang, sharpened axes, spoiled virgins ...
The earth has fallen!
Yes camps of bizarre races of people,
Languages, grimaces -
So the class was formed
But there were those
Who were they following
Then they threw stones at him,
They cut, burned, beat ...
Pain of winter
I often woke up in the summer
But life was in full swing -
Even in the Warsaw ghetto! ..
Departure lists didn't fit
Somehow the barracks were emptied -
People did not dare to ask the gods ...
No longer threw stones in gusts of stupidity -
There was more faith now -
Some had power now -
So, they were more dangerous
And that's why
We decided to shoot every fifth person in the head! ..
Who would have thought,
That in a few decades
This time will come again -
Someone will fly out on the second-class lists
Through the holes in between
Grabbing the throat -
Painfully!
Time...
It's a shame -
We lost him
Barring the way for the gods, they forgot him,
Without giving rest to your hands
Copying the faces of war -
Fingers still have triggers! ..

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...

The oldest had sore eyes and knees
Hearts were breaking inside
Already in the beds
Flashes of lightning scorched the crowns -
These years, their bodies are no longer remembered! ..
And the boys Boris and Gleb were different -
In those nights, Mary was divided among themselves -
In his chambers between cases
And as if not saints at all -
Brother and brother changed places ...
The sirens drive mad
But people couldn't forget
The fading color of the sky! ..
Then the gods were turned into crosses again,
The stars were burning, not letting the world cool down ...
People pierced their palms
Coughing up blood
They drove under the nails
They blew up cartridges -
There behind it all
Birds were observed in early spring -
How people endure the battle ...
Rifles screamed on the way of the gods
Again,
But God could not forgive Anton ...
Ozone holes
Didn't have time to darn -
Road cafe workers swallowed soot ...
In concrete buildings they ate with their eyes
Listened to the music of the wind
They were shooting with words
Buried in the basements of the body
Somehow ...
They transported icons to the West -
There - into that frozen sunset -
Only ashes
Warmed the blood -
Layer by layer fired flesh! ..
Some wrote books -
It seemed that they became wiser
Others watched their friends' wives ...
The houses were emptied closer to Autumn,
Then the streams washed away the foliage
The pastors burned ...
On the border of two main worlds
Man stood in the way of the gods ...

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...

We catch birds, we eat
Sparing no fangs
We spoil the virgins
On the path of the gods ...