There is a time when some of us are healed There is a time you're clean and undersealed There is a time it almost looks like fun There is a time for the bullet of a gun
No one here drinks water None of us is sane If you pretend you're my daughter We do it again and again No one here is praying 'Cause no one here is God And every word we are saying Might as well be put in blood
There is a time when worms revel in me There is a time for a pigfaced reality There is a time and it's usually in the afternoon There is a time and I hope it will be damn soon
"Наши лица – пыль"
Время пришло, когда излечился ты. Настал тот час, когда вы запечатаны и чисты. Пришло время, и это забавно иногда. Настал час пули вылететь из ствола.
Никто из нас не пьёт воду, Все здравый смысл успели потерять. Притворись моей дочкой, попробуй, Мы будем делать это опять и опять. Никто не молится здесь Богу, Ведь среди нас нет богов. И каждое наше слово Может вдобавок пролить кровь.
Время настало, черви пируют во мне, Время настало – реальность открылась свинье. Время настало – такое случается обычно днём. Время настало – надеюсь, что будет проклято оно. There is a time when some of us are healed Clean and undersealed Almost looks like fun There is a time for the bullet of a gun
No one here drinks water None of us is sane If you are my daughter We do it again and again No one here is praying 'Cause no one here is God And every word we are saying Might as well be put in blood
There is a time when worms revel in me There is a time for a pigfaced reality There is a time and it's usually in the afternoon. There is a time and I hope it will be damn soon
"Our faces are dust"
The time has come when you are cured. The time has come when you are sealed and clean. The time has come, and it is funny sometimes. The time has come for bullets to fly out of the barrel.
None of us drink water, All common sense had to lose. Pretend to be my daughter, try, We will do it again and again. No one prays to God here, After all, there are no gods among us. And our every word May in addition shed blood.
The time has come, the worms are feasting in me, The time has come - the reality has opened the pig. The time has come - it happens usually during the day. The time has come - I hope that it will be cursed.