A blind old magician wandered through the forest at night. The king and the jester are a dead anarchist. Lyrics of Kish - Dead Anarchist
A blind old magician wandered through the forest at night.
He spilled a magic elixir in the cemetery.
And he just said: What have I done, old man?
The corpses came to life - they tore up the ground,
Everywhere crawled out and raged wildly
They tore throats, broke everything around,
They tore their flesh.
People didn't like this place
Because this is where the bastards were buried.
They all drank vodka,
They were damned.
An artist walked among the bastards,
He led the corpses behind him.
The dead rushed madly into the village,
Faces appeared in the light of the lanterns.
We fought and had a blast,
They went to destroy houses.
People took axes and pitchforks -
Drive the dead into their graves.
But there was not enough strength for this -
You can't kill corpses!
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
What kind of obsession without warning
And so they attacked - they scared me a lot
They laughed and pushed each other, they forced the boy
Let's dance.
The women screamed with all their might
And the peasants fled in panic.
The corpses died, came to life again,
They laughed after people.
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
The artist was cheerful in life
And he always loved to get drunk.
The morning helped the peasants -
The sun burned the corpses in half an hour.
But in the silence of the night
In the basement someone barked:
Hoy!
Translation of the lyrics of the song The King and the Clown - Dead Anarchist
Blind old magician wandered through the woods at night.
At the cemetery, he poured a magic elixir.
And just said: Well I"m old do?
Revived corpses - torn land,
Everywhere crawled wildly rage
Pharynx flogged all around broke,
Tore his flesh.
It is a place people did not like,
Because reptiles are buried here.
They all drank vodka,
Were cursed.
He shouted Hoy! Jaw off.
Corpses he led behind him.
Frantically rushed to the village dead,
In the light of lanterns faces appeared.
We fought for the full coming off
Going to smash home.
Took people with axes and pitchforks -
Dead drive to their graves.
But it was not enough power -
Corpses do not kill!
Among the bastards went artist
In leather coat - dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoy! Jaw off.
Corpses he led behind him.
Was on hand frozen fuck,
What a delusion without warning
And this is attacked - very scared
Laughing and jostling kid forced
Pogo dance.
What is urine woman squealed
The peasants fled in panic.
Corpses of dead, came alive again,
People were laughing after.
Among the bastards went artist
In a leather coat - dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoy! Jaw off.
Corpses he led behind him.
Was on hand frozen fuck,
Sticking out of his pocket a pirate flag.
Zombies all night shouting: Hoi !
We anarchists - people are not evil!
In life actor was cheerful
And he always liked to get drunk.
Morning peasants helped -
The sun burned corpses half an hour.
But in the silence of the night
In the basement, someone shouted.
Lyrics of Kish - Dead Anarchist
Everywhere crawled out and raged wildly
They tore their flesh.
People didn't like this place
They all drank vodka,
They were damned.
An artist walked among the bastards,
He led the corpses behind him.
They went to destroy houses.
People took axes and pitchforks -
But there was not enough strength for this -
You can't kill corpses!
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
Let's dance.
The women screamed with all their might
And the peasants fled in panic.
The corpses died, came to life again,
They laughed after people.
An artist walked among the bastards,
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
The artist was cheerful in life
And he always loved to get drunk.
The morning helped the peasants -
But in the silence of the night
In the basement someone barked:
Hoy!
Lyrics of Kish - Dead Anarchist
A blind old magician wandered through the forest at night.
He spilled a magic elixir in the cemetery.
And he just said: What have I done, old man?
The corpses came to life - they tore up the ground,
Everywhere crawled out and raged wildly
They tore throats, broke everything around,
They tore their flesh.
People didn't like this place
Because this is where the bastards were buried.
They all drank vodka,
They were damned.
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
The dead rushed madly into the village,
Faces appeared in the light of the lanterns.
We fought and had a blast,
They went to destroy houses.
People took axes and pitchforks -
Drive the dead into their graves.
But there was not enough strength for this -
You can't kill corpses!
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
What kind of obsession without warning
And so they attacked - they scared me a lot
They laughed and pushed each other, they forced the boy
Let's dance.
The women screamed with all their might
And the peasants fled in panic.
The corpses died, came to life again,
They laughed after people.
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
The artist was cheerful in life
And he always loved to get drunk.
The morning helped the peasants -
The sun burned the corpses in half an hour.
But in the silence of the night
In the basement someone barked:
Hoy!
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Everywhere crawled out and raged wildly
They tore their flesh.
People didn't like this place
They all drank vodka,
They were damned.
An artist walked among the bastards,
He led the corpses behind him.
They went to destroy houses.
People took axes and pitchforks -
But there was not enough strength for this -
You can't kill corpses!
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
Let's dance.
The women screamed with all their might
And the peasants fled in panic.
The corpses died, came to life again,
They laughed after people.
An artist walked among the bastards,
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
The artist was cheerful in life
And he always loved to get drunk.
The morning helped the peasants -
But in the silence of the night
In the basement someone barked:
Hoy!
Translation of the song The King and the Clown - Dead Anarchist
A blind old magician wandered through the forest at night.
He spilled a magic elixir in the cemetery.
And he just said: What have I done, old man?
The corpses came to life - they tore up the ground,
Everywhere crawled out and raged wildly
They tore throats, broke everything around,
They tore their flesh.
People didn't like this place
Because this is where the bastards were buried.
They all drank vodka,
They were damned.
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
The dead rushed madly into the village,
Faces appeared in the light of the lanterns.
We fought and had a blast,
They went to destroy houses.
People took axes and pitchforks -
Drive the dead into their graves.
But there was not enough strength for this -
You can't kill corpses!
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
What kind of obsession without warning
And so they attacked - they scared me a lot
They laughed and pushed each other, they forced the boy
Let's dance.
The women screamed with all their might
And the peasants fled in panic.
The corpses died, came to life again,
They laughed after people.
An artist walked among the bastards,
In a leather cloak - a dead anarchist.
He shouted Hoi!, jaw down.
He led the corpses behind him.
There was a frozen fuck on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted all night: Hoi!
We are anarchists - not evil people!
The artist was cheerful in life
And he always loved to get drunk.
The morning helped the peasants -
The sun burned the corpses in half an hour.
But in the silence of the night
In the basement someone barked:
Hoy!
Blind old magician
At night I wandered through the forest.
He spilled a magic elixir in the cemetery.
And he just said:
“What have I done, old man!..”
The corpses came to life, the earth was torn apart,
They crawled out everywhere, survived wildly,
They tore throats, broke everything around,
They tore their flesh.
People didn't like this place
Because the bastards were buried here,
They all drank vodka,
They were damned.
An artist walked among the bastards
Corpses, he led the way.
The dead rushed madly into the village,
Faces appeared in the light of the lanterns,
We fought and had a blast,
They went to destroy houses.
People took axes and pitchforks,
Drive the dead into their graves.
But there was not enough strength for this -
You can't kill corpses!
An artist walked among the bastards
A dead anarchist in a leather cloak,
He shouted - “Hoi!”, jaw down!
Corpses, he led the way.
There was a frozen "Fak" on my hand,
The zombies shouted “Hoi!
We are anarchists, not evil people..."
What kind of obsession, without warning
The boy was attacked, greatly frightened,
They laughed and pushed each other, they forced the boy
Let's dance.
The women screamed with all their might,
And the peasants fled in panic,
The corpses died and came to life again,
They laughed after people.
An artist walked among the bastards
A dead anarchist in a leather cloak,
He shouted - “Hoi!”, jaw down!
Corpses, he led the way.
There was a frozen "Fak" on my hand,
A pirate flag stuck out of his pocket.
The zombies shouted “Hoi!
We are anarchists, not evil people..."
In life the artist was cheerful,
And he always loved to get drunk.
The morning helped the peasants,
The sun burned the corpses in half an hour.
But in the silence of the night
In the basement someone barked: “Hoi!..” Blind old magician
Night wandering through the woods.
At the cemetery, he poured the magic elixir.
And just said:
& Well I "ve done the old! .. &
Corpses came to life, the earth torn,
crawl Throughouted wildly survived
Pharynx flogged all around broke,
Tore his flesh.
This place people didn't like ,
Because reptiles are buried,
They all drank vodka,
Were cursed.
Corpses, he led behind him.
Frantically rushed to the village of the dead,
In the light of the lanterns faces show
We fought for the full coming off
Went home to smash.
Took people with axes and pitchforks,
Dead drive to their graves.
But it was not enough power -
Corpses do not kill!
Among the bastards went Artist
In leather coat dead anarchist
He shouted - & Hoy! " ;, jaw off!
Corpses, he led behind him.
What a navozhdenie without warning
On the boy attacked, terrorized,
Laughing and jostling, the kid made
Pogo dance.
What is urine woman screaming,
The peasants fled in panic,
Corpses of dead and came to life again,
Bellow people go.
Among the bastards went Artist
In leather coat dead anarchist
He shouted - & Hoy! " ;, jaw off!
Corpses, he led behind him.
Was on hand frozen & Fac & quot ;,
Sticking out of his pocket a pirate flag.
Zombies all night shouting & Hoy!
We anarchists are not evil people..."
In real life actor was cheerful,
And he always loved to get drunk.
Morning peasants helped
The sun burned corpses in half an hour.
But in the silence of the night
In the basement, someone yelled: & Hoy ! .."
