Horus - Прыжок веры
текст песни

And how many tracks do not write
Yes, even take it and wash everything
When each result can be considered a pen of the pen

How I am in my seventeen years
Hinged somewhere on a loop
The bit that for a long time could not cover the verse

Hey you, plowing, where did you climb?
Drag your cross
There are no places
And your carnie-Hall is a smoky entrance
This is how the voice in the head is habitually bile to heses
Making my doubt on the battalion
Puregogs are managed by everyone
You are not a couple of a strong world
About what I could not buy
It was cheaper to dream
And me

I had to fit into this pamphlet
Where there are a complete set of problems
Where it is like gulfstream
Not at all to the shores of Wall Street

And yes, I was lost
But did it without hysteria
After all, paper, pen, bit
That's the whole essence of my mysteries

Where is the reality and nonsense
And we are only the characters of the chronicle
Where the gray reality is blurred with pieces of dreams
All this will either exalt us or bury us
To get out of the pit
Build stairs from words

And we will even sing on the ashes
These words that hooked so many
Music about money for mentally beggars
Music about death for morally persistent

We will sing with you even on the ashes
These words that hooked so many
Music about money for mentally beggars
Music about death for morally persistent

Where are soup from subcultures, and you are so young and yellow
And behind the threshold they are waiting for the arms of the yards
The concepts of thieves

You are a lonely half -carrier
Blaming in the Gorgot
Pubertat is burning in pants
And on the mind counting raven

Reinforced the scope of a fence and a rough sky
To whom a binge, to whom the factory
Someone is an angry castle platoon
And then turn back: what are you going through
And I so clearly felt that this time is not mine

After all, there is no world with this world
And between me and him only two soles of old sneakers
And I again set the bit that Kent had adjusted me
And he threw words at him that they were spinning in the language

This is the method
Those who considered hip-hop elements
Now they consider alimony in debt
After lightning -fast for twenty years
The reserves of faith in a miracle lost weight, like my freems

And if someone has not tasted, if not at all
Then let it flow around the periphery there
What you wanted to tell me with your music
What did you want to tell me your life

And we will even sing on the ashes
These words that hooked so many
Music about money for mentally beggars
Music about death for morally persistent

We will sing with you even on the ashes
These words that hooked so many
Music about money for mentally beggars
Music about death for morally persistent