Текст песни Оргазм Нострадамуса - Званый ужин

I invited friends for dinner
The fear , insomnia , nightmares, and lust.
Those who are closest to me , and relatives
Those who allow themselves to touch me

Pours it into glasses your blood
A toast to the friendship of our utter
They drink it in one gulp and bite
Bring them out of the mess of brains - Malasha

Fun my guests at the table
And crying , clapping their hands ,
For guests not whimper in grief
On the fun with them myself flayed

Outside, the dawn koryachitsya
I wipe boards hair
No sense to call my friends for lunch
See me today they