ПУЛЬС 200 - ДОТЛА
текст песни

It's too late to buy tickets to space

If it's on fire, you just throw a sheet over the fireplace

For thirty years I want to shake the world, but I only disturb the quagmire

The house is overgrown with a copper web, the path to the heart is saturated with gasoline

Breathe in the aromas of chthoni, it will become easier

A series of injuries will cool the sick mind

Since you are burning, then burn into dust

Since you burn, then burn into dust

While in a circle, further and further the edge

I see everyone here is an avid pyromaniac

So cities will crumble under our weight (Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!

(Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!

Stop!Grace from the minigun flies from the sky like hail

Cities crumbled again under the six-barreled tirade

(Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!

(Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!

This is clearly not how I imagined endless summer

I thought Andromeda was ahead, but there was only a mortgage ahead

Buried all the secrets under piles of dust and ashes

I also wrapped my fears under a blanket of alcoholism and laziness, gluttony and anger (but I see a ray of light!)

They have said so many times - happiness is known at a crossroads

In countless abundance, I will give each a pair of scraps

But there is not enough fire in the soul to scatter emeralds

And if it catches fire, it’s already burnt to ashes

Burn brightly - it's not dangerous

If you get sick, I will give you medicine

Until then, burn until you let go of fear and know the beauty

It's not a fact that you will rise like a phoenix

I see everyone here is an avid pyromaniac

So cities will crumble under our weight (Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!

(Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!

Stop!Grace from the minigun flies from the sky like hail

Cities crumbled again under the six-barreled tirade

(Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!

(Oooh-oooh)

Once you burn, then burn into dust!