Текст песни Вадим Фомин - агония ангелов

and who won and who lost here, and whose banner tore off the flagpole?
but the thought of eternal habitually divided into right / left flanks
their boards of honor met who sent the layout and flow rate
only somewhere, clutching his throat, choked by dying rattle someone's angel

and the like were all the same as before - you sincerely rushed to the gate
and in the same attack again ended with a blow to the impact bar
but an incentive to stay alive - he is immortal as the meanness and racks as vomiting
only somewhere close one in the garage, suffocating your little angel

words were recognized, but it was impossible to link them to certain phrases
in the morning dream, someone faceless shredding your fingers phalanx
and if not enough oxygen at all, it will be enough carbon monoxide
so that everyone can see how listening to the song of the motor, it will die Angel