Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
Добро пожаловать, мразЬ,
В мой придуманый мир,
Открой пасть, вдыхай,
Аромы дьявольских сил,
И милиардами игл,
В твое тело отдачей,
Но не прервать волшебство,
Ведь такие не плачут,
Распускают цветы,
Лепестки но не розы,
Но на каждом шипы,
Красота и угроза,
Этот мир идеал,
И не тебе все ломать,
Зачем сюда ворволась?
Где одиночество ааа???
Пиши...
Со мною в унисон стихи,
Дыши...
Останками от нашей любви...
И тогда она,
Будет покоится с миром,
Сдохнет за меня...
Слишком легко отпустил...
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
На ломаном английском,
Изображаю чувста,
И в нем есть три ошибки,
Что бы вы стали мыслить,
Но у всех мысли прочь,
Можем тебе помочь,
Поэт ты излечим,
Ну нет, я Сони Ночь!
Строчка, выстрел в лоб,
Еще строчка в сердце,
Кровь на потолок,
Так сюжет без специй,
Спецэффектов ноль,
Это все реальность,
Я чуствовал боль,
А она сдыхала!!!
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
Rest in peace my dear love.
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
Welcome scum
Into my fantasy world
Open your mouth, breathe in
The aromas of devilish powers
And billions of needles
Recoil into your body
But don't interrupt the magic
After all, such do not cry
Blossom flowers
Petals but not roses
But each has thorns
Beauty and menace
This world is ideal
And it's not for you to break everything,
Why did you come in here?
Where is the loneliness ahh ???
Write ...
Poems in unison with me
Breathe ...
The remains of our love ...
And then she
Will rest in peace
Will die for me ...
Too easy let go ...
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
In broken English,
I portray feelings
And there are three mistakes in it,
What would you think
But everyone has their thoughts away
We can help you
Poet you are curable
Well no, I'm Sonya Night!
A line, a shot to the forehead,
Another line in my heart
Blood on the ceiling
So the plot is without spices,
Zero special effects,
It's all reality
I felt the pain
And she was dying !!!
Rest in peace,
all who perished for me,
This is miss,
My darling is sweet a sin.
Look at me,
Who I for you here and now?
Look at me,
I here the most pitiful man.
Rest in peace my dear love.
