Правит миром тлен, Тленом правит бог - Было, будет, есть, Только грех другой. Посмотри вперёд Грех - теперь добро, Ведь о том поёт Крест наоборот...
Тленом станет бог, Ведь у бога - Бог: Как и на земле, Каждому - своё! Будет торжество, Господа престол - В этом есть ЛЮБОВЬ, И ЭТО ХОРОШО! Е.Плохих Cries at my feet, In my feet the god. My - his throne He did not save Your coldness is my heat: Ice Crust Someone is following you Long, long time.
Do not do good, Love the edge, Study around, Take up the pen! Poison with food, Be proud of yourself, Razudi shoulder, Swing your hand!
The world rules decay, The decay is ruled by God - It was, will, is, Only sin is different. Look forward Sin is now good, It's about singing Cross on the contrary ...
God becomes a decay, After all, God has God: As on the ground, To each his own! There will be celebration, The Lord's throne - This is LOVE, AND THIS IS GOOD! E.Plohih