U.F.S. 2012 (исполнитель: Before the Rains)
Drink his blood and eat his body Floor behind my muse is dead Do you think that's really funny Drink his wine and eat his bread Everything from us just a boring [bad word] Carrying your darling sickness stove your breath Second, minute, hour back repeat Circles of [bad word] on my face born freeze What's the matter with your greed For the sake of what I'm seek Only dirty thoughts for my breakfast Suffers and screams for my teatime Don't believe it's really happened [bad word] in restroom.. [bad word] and crime Everything from us just a boring [bad word] Carrying your darling sickness stove your breath Second, minute, hour back repeat Circles of [bad word] on my face born freeze What's the matter with your greed For the sake of what I'm seek Your access to me denied... Say goodbye! Heaven's down, [bad word] s upstairs Grateful mishaps from my thoughts Take with pleasure fear of tails Happy children from this hole Everything from us just a boring [bad word] Carrying your darling sickness stove your breath Second, minute, hour back repeat Circles of [bad word] on my face born freeze