Song: Children zero

Pour to the brim, tincture hot iron illusion your head on your shoulders.

In the end, the school sent to hell with a Bang. Here we come, street, free, young, and bold,
The doorway, the bottom, it is in nature much, that we were taught in the Western music videos and movies.

Then it was not possible to score and fumbled in Google, which meant the disintegration of the Soviet republics
These are the same people, all peacefully and without a fight, just changed the flags, the name of the country to another.
In the bosom of Starchikov axes, knives and chisels, the reform of the change of currency, a road through two Chechen.

Not that the enemy took, the enemy staged from the benefits of the dam,
Got a satanic ball of the children is zero.

In the ring of arable weekdays and weekends dancing really happily soulless meat.