Бирюки АТС - Юнгородок
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Here are the cattle -boom - the hospital
There is a round -the -clock morgue here
We are in reality
Station "Yungorodok"
The rain alternates with the haze
Pulls poisoned gas
This is a "separate" with blood
This is the universe in us

Here we are greeted gloomily
Dumplings mirror surface
We can't think of the best
The highest cannot know
Life with an ax by inheritance
Life with sausage instead of legs
Our clumsy childhood
Station "Yungorodok"

Here we buried ourselves
And later they resurrected
We were raised in a black hole
In the dark darkness we die
Worms a little audible hard
The bodies penetrated ours
We are voluntarily stuck
In the door that is too small

Midnight is approaching
Wounded beast on the clock
We are good -natured creatures
With dead sadness in the eyes
With a dead piece of madness
Dreams are a coveted sip
So the New Lun came
Station "Yungorodok"

Slow death by a strangle wind
We are your children we feed on this ...