Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
Добро пожаловать, мразЬ,
В мой придуманый мир,
Открой пасть, вдыхай,
Аромы дьявольских сил,
И милиардами игл,
В твое тело отдачей,
Но не прервать волшебство,
Ведь такие не плачут,
Распускают цветы,
Лепестки но не розы,
Но на каждом шипы,
Красота и угроза,
Этот мир идеал,
И не тебе все ломать,
Зачем сюда ворволась?
Где одиночество ааа???
Пиши...
Со мною в унисон стихи,
Дыши...
Останками от нашей любви...
И тогда она,
Будет покоится с миром,
Сдохнет за меня...
Слишком легко отпустил...
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
На ломаном английском,
Изображаю чувста,
И в нем есть три ошибки,
Что бы вы стали мыслить,
Но у всех мысли прочь,
Можем тебе помочь,
Поэт ты излечим,
Ну нет, я Сони Ночь!
Строчка, выстрел в лоб,
Еще строчка в сердце,
Кровь на потолок,
Так сюжет без специй,
Спецэффектов ноль,
Это все реальность,
Я чуствовал боль,
А она сдыхала!!!
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
Rest in peace my dear love.
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who are you here and now?
Look at me,
I am here the most pitiful man.
Welcome, scum,
In my invented world,
Open the mouth, breathe,
Aromas of devilish forces
And billions of needles,
Into your body recoil
But don't interrupt the magic,
After all, they do not cry,
Blooming flowers
Petals but not roses,
But on every spikes,
Beauty and menace
This world is ideal,
And do not you break everything,
Why rushed here?
Where is the loneliness ahh ???
Write ...
With me in unison poems,
Breathe ...
The remains of our love ...
And then she
Will rest in peace
Die for me ...
Too easily let go ...
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who are you here and now?
Look at me,
I am here the most pitiful man.
In broken English,
I depict the feeling
And there are three errors in it
What would you think
But everybody's mind is off,
We can help you
The poet you are cured
Well, no, I'm Sonya Night!
Stitch, shot in the forehead,
Another line in the heart,
Blood on the ceiling
So the plot is without spice,
Special effects zero,
This is all a reality
I felt pain
And she sdyha !!!
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who are you here and now?
Look at me,
I am here the most pitiful man.
Rest in peace my dear love.