Текст песни Космос - У всех оскал на лице - голодные Гиены

And I was a child pulls delights space, mom
I dreamed of becoming an astronaut, to give people the truth
That's just instead of other planets and space suit
I'm leaving in a black room with the help of medication
Dima Qwerty BSBR at Chatelet Captain!
Our rickety monument fell into the basement tortured
From under the floor came scan in fluorescent paint
Color wall blue, with black tinge tales
I Dangle ...
My Mota, morally exhausted world!
Hungry hyena in the ward number one
Only tools and bandages shout, but they do not hear
And if this is goodbye, then what's the point? ...
And then what? The same acidic ebala
And all live tomorrow, but tomorrow will not come
Country spat and the hierarchy of the universe
All the grin on his face, hungry hyenas ...