Аборт Мозга - Юбилей Шестого Мяса
текст песни

Black paradise
Pooked the clan udder:
There is nothing to the gums
More faded;
So, we will celebrate the anniversary -
Jubi - the anniversary of the sixth meat.

P:
There will be a anniversary of the sixth meat;
The devil "jumps onto the torpedo" ...
But
I am not boiling schmuck
Not that - soup sets.

Rat Larisa?!
Or a witch in a quilted jacket?!
In each stream
Human is dreaming ...
Yin! Yan! Jerk off the sleeping!
Lapsa-Dripetz. Lapsa-Dripetz.

P:
There will be a anniversary of the sixth meat;
The devil "jumps onto the torpedo" ...
But
I am not boiling schmuck
Not that - soup sets.

While we are here,
Sullenly chavskaya,
Grounded
Inside feathers -
On karmic gateways
Shmakodyavka stupid.

P:
There will be a anniversary of the sixth meat;
The devil "jumps onto the torpedo" ...
But
I am a negative fungus
Not that you are soup sets.