[Music: Maly / Lyrics: Cyjan]



Seized in claws of unmerciful torsions you're shocked,

look around, splattered culture by bile from stomach,

lost souls are going for a walk to a land of ugliness,

god is absent, his salvation is powerless.



[lead:Tocha]



Look at yourself, you are in vomits, it's a beautiful view,

yellow mixture on your mouth embelishes you,

dignity, appearance are full of sympathy,

it's a fragment of your life, and of your pride.



[lead:Maly]



Torsions-secret of life,

vomits-secret of pride.



Your organism repeats regurgitation,

organs of digestion excrete bad smell.



[lead:Maly]



In the blood mood identity dies,

torsions are increasing, the last remains of vomits.



[lead:Tocha]