In the city at midnight , the rain stops ,
Black bird came down ,
The house opposite the broken glass,
There I stopped.
Trash on the floor , window sill in the dust ,
Snapped the shutter - and the silence ,
Just do not think about anything now ,
Only kept his promise .
I'm starting to shoot the living ,
I stopped being afraid of weapons.
Stupid , ugly, just sick
So I go down deeper and deeper.
I stopped being afraid of weapons ,
I will shoot you as an old friend .
Flared staircase , cars screeched ,
Smoke fills spans .
It's time to look in the face,
Would be nice to remember who you are.
Silver glitter of Broken Glass ,
I will not hide the joy of retribution .
This evening you were not alone,
Still, you had two .
I'm starting to shoot the living ,
I stopped being afraid of weapons.
Stupid , ugly, just sick
So I go down deeper and deeper.
I stopped being afraid of weapons ,
I 'll shoot you ...
