Brud Krou - Мясорубка - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Everything that happens in the world does not smell a bright future and soon that day when the world will rule the soldier boots and unconditional orders and there will be a meat grinder for human bodies. The curtain will open and you will hear how gunpowder smells, raw trenches, cries of children and wounded moans ... The day turn into the night, and the night will seem hell. I am with RU BKA.

Grab, Live !!