Lyrics Генитальный карбюратор дефлорированных уток - Пепел к пеплу, прах к праху...

In the cold halls are dead bodies of naked people.
 They will soon be interred, many hungry worms
 Waiting for them under two meters of raw chernozem
 Maggots will taste the meat, torn off from concrete

 Death wanders around, taking everyone
 Who will be buried fresh, and whose corpses stink
 Droppers with solutions, adjustable valves
 Smell of formalin absorbed into the skin of pathologists

 They smell like death, their life is mediocre
 Even frequent visits to the bathroom do not wash off the stench.
 Only their mother or father is alive
 More and more often the heart locks lead

 People are born and die every day.
 Immediately after the appearance of the light, each shadow walks
 The dark side of a person in the world reflects evil
 Like scrap in asphalt into flesh broken glass

 Car accidents are a favorite way to die
 No pardon, for the ropes pulls death
 Wind ghouls, broken teeth, torn cheekbones
 You already in the cemetery put absenteeism

 When a girl throws, get fired
 Dying mom dies, and hang from a hangover from vomiting
 The idea of ​​suicide often visits
 Siganul from the tenth floor, but falling, entangled in the branches

 Before breaking all the bones on the balconies
 Antenna ripped belly, guts around the house
 The tortured body hangs like a rag in a tree
 On the snow, a ragged scarf and a bloody hat

 Everywhere in a hurry trying to be first
 Turning to red, you can say goodbye to white
 Save one minute - lose a life
 The last word in your address will complete the "Amen"

 Maniac can sit in the cinema on the same row
 You will not notice how in three days you will turn into food
 When they bury you, the corpse will begin to decompose
 The worms will eat the body until the exhumation

 There was evidence, it is necessary to make an autopsy
 Severe rape, turning into asphyxia
 Revealed a city forensic examination
 A week later, the grieving sister jumped off the ledge

 Anatomized girl buried again
 As it turned out, the sister was buried alive.
 Well, who knew that this is a lethargic dream?
 The loving guy suffered, and he went to the next world

 For a long time their families mourned their priceless
 Blood in your veins from grief and nerve monologues
 Were happy, once lived happily
 And now they were escorted by a handful of land to a closed coffin in a grave.