никакого праздника - Марш вопреки
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This song looks like a march
Or something like that
So that you froze like a dial
And again I would beat the steps exactly

I feel, soon the collapse will happen
And one of us will be building
No one seems to be to blame
But there will be blood in the hands, I

I will hear sounds in the dark
I'm walking on the foliage
But I hear only a crunch of bones

And break
Low-kick cannot
And definitely not your scream
Hurry, loop

You can break my bones
Burning my T -shirt is simple, but
You will not change me

The legs themselves are dancing
And my head goes around
Standing in the middle of a huge hall
Began to consider the enemy his friend

I will walk every time I am an eye on
Lightning of anxiety will beat me
Will interfere with pepper in the pocket
Which will remain complete

I get something on the sheet
In my thoughts mountains of corpses
Scum of all stripes

And break
Low-kick cannot
And definitely not your scream
Hurry, loop

You can break my bones
Burning my T -shirt is just
But
You will not change me

At least leave to rot at the bottom
Threaten death, but I don't
Break yourself
Hay!