Агата Кристи - сада маза - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I spat with fire and hissed a burning black candle, you have the face of an innocent sacrifice and there is a little from the executioner of this type of sado-mazo, just Sado-Mazo, all of you, you just Sado-mazo, even a kindergarten-mazo, a sado-mazo type of sado- Maso

Where are you flying a sad ghost

I am a wool of your prince.

You look like your dog's corpse

Which the fascist raped.