Текст песни Knives - В памяти

In our line of memory
Let you know not many
Who lowered and more
Completing necropolis
Patentsial its cutting
seriously minded whether
After destroya, remember
However, change history
And it may not even remember
What made the result
As we were kept in a pen
I am hoping that we drown
What fills our veins
Die here to see prices in the smog
What we do not remember
 Each of us is a ronin
What we have in the end
Let us know not many
After all, we're not heroes
Those most myths, stories
What Everyone here would-be warrior
Prostushav all monologues
Not be able to change anything
All alone eventually
To hell with the terminology
Look at the happy faces
They dotted the field
That's where all of us will be buried
If you can not stand up with dignity
Not for the glory of the hero
But only for those that outcast
You will no longer be set up
Destroying all contracts
By removing noise from the road
We went where his feet were
Heart empty filled
We thought that reveal
All the mysteries of the world in the wild
What Fate
Playing with life on the field
Here are all familiar to the pain
On both sides of the road
Baby do not you remember
We were here with you
Here we are divided on the role of
Those who knocked on tour
Those who have long realized
We have nothing to stop

Look beyond the horizon
There all broadcasts of
What happened in the home
What you and I bear
We were divided for a long time
We are looking for a one-way
And the result of close
Dem at the very bottom
Darkness replaces sunrise
Light flows from the heights
Divide the whole world like a leaf
I feel close to the source
We're all done
What forces you saved
We knew everything in advance
What you and I are lucky
After all, in our line of memory
And we did not know many people here
And letting go with thee
I hope that we will fulfill
Everyone's desire to share
Those who have since dispossessed
Prove those who are on the throne
With every life is worthy
And everyone here as troops
Those who are behind his back
Those who do not run away from the battlefield
Those who filled the hearts of us
His warmth and care
For whom we have been
We walked along the road rogue
There where they see worthy