Текст песни Бригада Палачей - До краёв

Most Highs computing system malfunctioned
I poured from the belly white pus
Manufacture movement and the old house
And a question : & quot; where I was born ? & Quot;

Fallen from the sky transformer substations
Throughout flashy about rights prostitute
Three levels of new knowledge
I am full of lusty desires

Up to the brim , to the borders
I can not differentiate amongst these fools

Search the library predictions of Nostradamus
To know when to begin to be afraid of your anus
Documents meaningless destroying
Humans and other cattle