Was I ever fallen in love? Was I ever seeking the love? Was I ever seeing above? No I was never stupid enough! Growing pleasure greed And eternal love for oneselves Getting louder dirty beat I follow my lewd to the deep hell
In the lovely vice house I felt some internal thrill I was yelling hoarse Was there somethin’ to deal?
Does mean lewd is bad Or fight with hypocrisy Long time purity is dead Global soul’s leprosy Should I feel myself to blame? Or learn some stupid rules? Just be equal and really same As a part of crowd of fools
In the lovely vice house I felt some internal thrill I was yelling hoarse Was there somethin’ to deal?
I no gonna sacrifice at all No, it’s really not for me Until I’ll finish my bowl I will be what I wanna be
(Константин Сивков, первый куплет: Мартин Роберт Лис)