Текст песни Дельфин - Стучали Апостолы кулаками по столу

Banging their fists on the table Apostles
Please return to the Earth God's love
But he did not listen to them, ate meat
Hands feet dunked in a river of human sludge
In the mouth sending handfuls, crunched bones

He asked one of the apostles
What are you zhrёsh the people like lobsters
What are you davishsya crimson blood
Rvёsh in the wee small part
Why kolechesh created thee
Takes back handed?

And the Lord of the soul flies
Sit on the forehead bellied
The souls are torn, they would have to Paradise
He bloody wine over the edge
Shrugs off them differently
Call dirty words
Angry, his anger tired
Most became drunk

Sunset Lord's eyes, says overcast
Everything that I have done - all in vain
All that wept a long eternity
It turned into a shit human

All that believed in me, suffered
It was just madness sparks
Even my son story
She brought so much grief fucking
If I could, then hanged himself
On the horns in the small month
Just across the moon kryazhesti
Do not hold back my fault severity

And what is love? So she died
Angels tell people beat her long legs
She said she really wanted to, but could not
To survive, to stay with these fools
And they are in her throat - a hole with a knife
And the blood of love - hate - to the ground gushing
The last warm summer rain, in which everything vanished.