Текст песни Olivia - Сказка о подлости

And let's talk about meanness or something,
We chat on the night?
And that is not all the same cost
Sell ​​yourself this whore .

Even if beckons gifts
Tempted by the sweetness of revenge.
Looking through the eyes of the damned ,
Pours syrup of flattery.

Yad she gilded rings,
A snake fit into the soul .
All the words in the song rearrange ,
Turning into a swamp land.

Destroy , devour , swallow ,
And then , otrygnuvshis sated ,
On decaying , soulless flesh
The heart will burn it ... broken .

Sbryznet poison fresh bouquets
And send them to future servants.
Re- sharpen your stilettos
Invest in the hands of a former friend .

Grin : " Come on! Go ahead !
See you back Framed !
Razmahnis and hit harder -
Now in vogue fighting without rules ! "

And squeeze the grip fingers
Poison blades with flow through the skin.
What delighted, assholes ?
With you it will happen too!

She was so little usually need :
Only the soul . Doddle !
So easily will uncover weapons ,
Like the plague destroys the body .

That's the end of the story , perhaps.
I wish you all a good night
And remember : meanness sting
It is sharp . Very Much.