Devils Child — текст песни (Kat)

My plan is exceptional
My plan raises heads above the wall
My plan attacks the fuckin`
Daily routine
With a red arrow of hate

My plan is for bad Children
For Whom life`s got no meaning
My plan is to destroy a still frame
Of rubbish daily fate

You must call upon the devil`s name
Call like faust

Swallow tears when dancin`
Sick hunger brings terrible thirst
At dawn - a wild dog in a muzzle
At night like an angry woolf

My plan`s without fools
Runnin` the show here around
My plan is to destroy a still frame
Of rubbish daily fate

You must call upon the devil`s child
Infernal frenzy, gettin` mad

Run, run
Close to fieryshots
Faster, faster

My plan is for bad children
For whom life`s got no aim
My plan is to rage wild angels
And for a moment tobe myself

You must call upon the devil`s child
Infernal frenzy - gettin` mad

Run, run
Close to fiery shots.
Faster, faster
To avoid the isty catch
Faster, faster
To avoid a dreary day
Faster, faster.