GreenCHE - Карма
текст песни

Early parish of spring, the sun shines
Like from 5 to 8
Why is my karma for God?
For a good piece of shit
Rather, for a small one as for boots bro
Will break and plant this creature
Bends evil
All the same, fagots !!!
I would have killed
But
God loves you !!!

Do the sounds of reality are struck by ridiculous thoughts?
Not a sour my friend on a loop free
Relax the intestines, throwing off horses
Let the paralysis will perform a Tictonik
And not only gases will leave the body
But the soul would like to see how
In a class clip, Pisya's nipples sweated
But there is a fagot sings there

For the umpteenth once again they are bored to rot on this earth
The thread is cut off God to speak
What should I do?

What should I do?
Heap the guy !!
What should I do?
Heap his girlfriend
What should I do?
Hease everything!
Oh God what do we do?
Kill each other!

Death is a depressive plot?
These speculations are complete nonsense
Let's look at things really
Are everyone born to die?
These holidays are waiting for you
9.40 days, a year later
People will change their eyes to change cigarettes
Autumn will pass winter spring and summer

Will forget you will not remember you
Well, dick with you what should I do?

What should I do?
Heap the guy !!
What should I do?
Heap his girlfriend
What should I do?
Hease everything!
Oh God what do we do?
Kill each other!