PLAGUE-SPOT by Alexey Gorloder Sidorenko http://vk.com/id180683462
Silent rats are waiting in their holes Predatory hearts are beating in sole march I am the rat, I am Plague-Spot I aggravate all your sores
You are already sick, without any catalysis You are stains of rot on the face of planet Pulsating rot and gore with higher education With hopes of better future, worms with artistic talent
But we, who await in darkest nooks, Who get your flesh up on the hooks We will approach your dirty death We’ll lead you with pleasure to your last path!
Alchemists found their fucking stone And there was War! Cause it was stolen By us, who knew, that if (it) left for them Everything on this planet would be condemned
Bloody rot fountains from pores of invertebrate bodies Pressed off by tracks of tanks We do nothing, we don’t interfere in their madness We’ll wait for the ones who will stand And kill them
We are the rats, wise silent rats Our weapon is Plague, and we’ve got the Stone We watch kings of planet eating each other Threatening everything, their children and mothers
But we, who await in darkest nooks, Who get your flesh up on the hooks We will approach your dirty death We’ll lead you with pleasure to your last path!