Текст песни Хмурые Лица - Эхо пронёсшейся пули

masday :
on the streets of evil infancy
it has always been there
in areas
where everyone knows their strength
and the darkness hid this life from prying eyes
on the fate of those who gave more chance
exit queue those
who drowned and bent
and will be the conclusion of
echo pronёssheysya bullets
and smells of July
will mix with the blood of the ghetto
and someone will live ,
someone does not live up to next summer
several years ,
and criminal chronicles
glimpses of faces
silhouettes of the dead
supporters of freedom of speech
This will be the credo
my lifeblood
Themis once again select
any of them
where thousands of graves
a buried young
Road to the evil is not much, but in his own expensive
gets every step
to the Parties

frown :
philosophy of a fighting dog -
to stand up to the end
lose a life without losing face .
tell a kid
how far are you willing to go
even if there is no light at the end of the path
Truth is not found when loyal friends
those that swore on the blood -
every man for himself
now more booze and dope availability
We devoured evil - echo pronёssheysya bullets
my pit bulls do not believe empty words
show teeth cops killed in the trash
world bisect dirty bitch
that smile on the screen is washed hands
from the blood ! on the streets of the war begins
burst treasury crisis devours city
empty burrows streets mourn sirens
I wash off the blood of dust
with these dirty walls
hoping to spread its wings
beautiful, lusty
becomes disgusting :
hope pam-pam !
control myself ... for what ?!
if the truth in his fists !
in iron trunks hidden answers
they tried to find there the dead poets
blowing in the wind ghetto yellow paper
hidden under the label of death
& quot; Top Secret & quot;
Throw a coin ,
that falls to you today:
accurate shot or the road to hell
one step away from death, two steps to the article
tell me how far you are now ready to go

unholy :
the world is cruel , Krovostok , son, conceal side
caravans foreign ships
penetrate into the house
on sacred ground Gods smoke fire
in order to go to heaven -
say password
How many eyes looking at you in time ,
you pass
one Napas - poison gas , the howling of dogs , as a sign of
Wrap fist , lit sins
eternally damned enemy
wheels in darkness, shadow boxing - sleep
never writhing reptile if he was born inside
come on! Mercy will , but not immediately
come on! smoked this infection !
wash away from the face , that's enough to get angry , street
fire in his eyes and the sky clouds
on the long -forgotten names plates extinct
a pack of wild dogs died
prayers zamalivaya sin spotlights
creating dead light. palettes
Draw chalk , save the soul
she does not hear you - you listen

navёl sight - shoot !
not fired - PRAY !
reload ! At stake LIFE
your fight is ended
in the darkness can not see people
navёl sight - shoot !
not fired - PRAY !