Текст песни Staple It - Fyrce Muons

World has no patience in this space
Organize, the seeding comes again
All of the tablets same as
Coming to a new conclusion
Falling down as simple as a rain

Realize the nothing of the night

Staple it, the crosses of the right
Holding down the simple task of
Breathing and believing in the temples of the spirits of the night
Fool is the time
Physics

Statues of marsupials are bare
Marble isn't constant in the air
Load the ammunition instant
Crow about the desperate infant
Hanging on an instant piercing stare

Piece of luck was never one to be
Like a drowning ship it's out to sea
Sinking to the ocean bottom
Taking all the living rotten
Wait until you see the likes of me

Fool is the time
Physics