Текст песни АлисА - Я начинаю путь

I begin the path,
Perhaps in their boilers already boiling resin,
Perhaps in their brew of mercury,
But I'm starting path.
I accept the fight.
Perhaps I'll take care of a lot,
Maybe I'm a cardboard hero
But I accept the fight.
I say:
Living - this is just a stopover,
dead - house.
Smirnov time
Smirnov days
Pain and joy to brush your teeth and sleep,
Sound, which once was a cry,
In the mouth scored water
And his tongue.
Rust
Blasted stars
It reflects intervals dubious years
Mould assumes his post,
Covering a scab-covered churchyard.
Wolfberry,
Black blood,
Silent Temnovode leads on the bottom of the shade,
Languages ​​public bonfires
Lick face.
Hey, boss, obedient into the ditch!
Pot pomaded carcasses
Fatty mouths saliva weave lace.
Beast lapping from puddles
The souls of those who received the seal.
Maestro, tush!
Living - this is just a stopover,
Dead - house.