We are boys in sports, we fly off in space together
Glasses like aimax, black convert, in the morning blood from the nose
For breakfast, dark lobster, red lobster, an albatross steak
Here in Abu Dhabi sisters Olsen amaze together
I am death with a scythe, drag it still, twist a scythe
Tucked by smoke and dancing while young
I am techno-mastic, I am the new Vitya Tsoi
I sold my soul, just so as not to be you
From Mercedes to Mosh, as if drunk a knife
Here they break their feet, you will not break anywhere
From Mercedes to Mosh, as if drunk a knife
And like children of Bafomet, we circle in dance round dance
Money and pills, wet wipes
She loves cocaine, my tracks come under him
Money and pills, wet wipes
She loves cocaine, come under him
Xans kill stress, bitches suppress the stimulus
My dead friends fucked your prospects
I pour the blood of the sativa on the body, as in the most terrible film
As from an obstacle, a muzzle in a stinger
But you have not seen how much we drank
From Mercedes to Mosh, as if drunk a knife
Here they break their feet, you will not break anywhere
From Mercedes to Mosh, as if drunk a knife
And like children of Bafomet, we circle in dance round dance
