Текст песни Tent - Плача, Он Сойдет С Креста

HATE !!!
Hatred begets war!
Crumpling life - sticky lumpy down.
Blood is not a sin, unless the veins of others.
Death to all - God knows their own!

The ruins of the fate of others, and the ashes of hope -
Nobody will blame - only the dead color of clothing.

Off the jet age with the innocent,
It reflects echo trail
Shouted: "No!"
Burning ...

Force is not present and no goal,
To justify the animal age,
Our First Century,
Print ...

«In God we trust», - the letters lie frozen!
On the money write, so as not to forget.

Is there a war that would be more tears ?!
Is there a price whose outcome was tough and easy ?!

Off the jet age with the innocent,
It reflects echo trail
Shouted: "No!"
Burning ...

Force is not present and no goal,
To justify the animal age,
Our First Century,
Print ...

No, not in their power to revive !!!
There is only the desire to kill !!!
Their every move ...
Each of sight ...

Cover your crucifix,
Hiding behind their colors.
Someone's pain - a threat to the nations!
Weeping, he will go down from the cross ...