Текст песни sasha sar - слаб

incorrectly selected segment of the respiratory tract
the traveler makes a fool of puritan
Nathaniel was a genius bypassed chronicle
Sue with his grit partly gone mad
He made a lynching and went to hell
to burn forever in the fire
to warm the cold heart
and it upset the balance of good and evil on their own
having collected artificial serotonin and sginuv
frozen forever in the flames and became a pulsar
the heart of the universe, pale captives years
where any comet would return to its star as a family
but it's empty, though never overcrowded
domestic pandemonium opinions from pseudogenes
that genetically flush with donkeys
you are too weak as I am, we all are weak
And I would go casting, but not for glory
and fortunately, I believe that in his hands
but not enough to swear, a tasty morsel
it would be kept in a mausoleum and varnish
to increase the half-life
You do not lose the main thing - he shouted to her from the abyss
Nathaniel and Sue, they are no more
Only a rhythm creates a ripple stars
that absorbs the black hole
sometimes wanting to destroy the world, but so fed up
vzaimolikvidatsiya under the guise of the senses
or gentle vzaimopogloschenie each other
to stay together forever