Клубничное варенье (исполнитель: Ранетки)
We are the greatest tale of human loss. Grandeur fabricated Gods. Mistake my skin for divine wrongs and blame it on saint peters cross. Like vultures swarm a carcass bare Supposed savior's blessing shared I could die for you, bullet to the head We don't share beliefs, i burn in [bad word] Indefinite emptiness ensues Logic void and discontinued Myriad of inconsistencies Man meets God meets christianity Whats left to say But a few empty words? Spare me the [bad word] I've heard it before The only thing that is absolute is that the absence of evidence is the absence of [bad word] We're only human flesh and bones waiting to erode Callous to our own condition Worship things we can not know We're only human flesh and bones Callous to one another so Keep your god [bad word] beliefs out my [bad word] throat We're only human flesh and [bad word] bones How can [bad word] a man to the height of a God when we snuff each other dry of any ounce of love We are the greatest tale of human loss. Grandeur fabricated Gods. Mistake my skin for divine wrongs and blame it on saint peters cross. Whats left to say But a few empty words? Spare me the [bad word] I've heard it before The only [bad word] thing that is absolute is that the absence of evidence is the absence of [bad word] We're only human leash and [bad word] bones How can [bad word] a man to the height of a God when we snuff each other dry of any ounce of love