дети во времена ленина (исполнитель: Пудра для мозгов)
Child of burning time The child of burning time My only consolation is all lies The apex of my consequence is dying here tonight Winter has returned and it always looks like rain I cant remember anything...anything Inside the absolution is [bad word] And appetites are bittersweet I think [bad word] home chance to give up Avarice has marked my one regret The child of burning time has gone, he [bad word] back /he [bad word] back yet Before I tell my story please consider who I am I missed my window years ago, I'm doing all I can tragedy [bad word] but in the end they go away skin is still the only stain I'm left to wear in shame And I cut my need into my heart, I tear it all apart I beg you burn me away, I won't [bad word] your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today I burn away I burn away I burn away I burn away My isolation is my course The effect it has on life itself is a cancer on its source [bad word] the moments spent between the fetish and the flame Until this war is over I won't ever lose my rage And I cut my need into my soul, I guess I'll never know I beg you burn me away, I won't [bad word] your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I won't give up tommorow just to lose it all today Burn me away, I wont [bad word] your hero just to fight the life I saved Burn me away, I wont give up tommorow just to lose it all, lose it all today