Текст песни RamonDural - Волчьей печалью

Barked every bastard was in flight does not matter but drank to the bottom
Imaginary creatures avenged defiantly outside the dream just drank to the bottom
With the dawn of the soul filled cigarette smoke alone again I'm alone again
Born to crawl can not fly but he was full of energy when alone again
The dead city sky deceased died memory but still presses
How else being an outcast yourself get rid of those who cling
Not only this one has to constantly remind achievers
The mere word freedom under the law would be a dead wolf kind

Yes angry with barbed wire stand
Humiliate and to crack so that there is such a
His soul is not so easy to sell
You have lived too little and too much

Too small for conclusions worthless Tarry is a rat in a cage life
So much for the silly mistakes repentance misdirect thoughts
Suppose again that the cause will join premonition will hope the wisdom of patience
Let pride to honor advance forced to bypass the extra nonsense
What are the brains of the wise when the heart and soul tearing to pieces
Bypassing all the rules, provided the right hook is not to blame the left hand
What if all the slots are clogged with tears forgotten dreams dead
The more you know the more you do not know does not mean easier to know what you are suffering from

Yes angry with barbed wire stand
Humiliate and to crack so that there is such a
His soul is not so easy to sell
You have lived too little and too much