FLATTURN
Black Cloak
[Intro: Krilofor]
Cry is heard
Cry is heard...


[Verse 1: Krilofor]
My phone is dead for a long time, my throat is thirsty
I climb the stairs, in her veins so wet
I merge with the landscape and dissolve in the dark
When you see us, you mute like the battleship Potemkin
They drink their Fiji, after pissing behind garages
While I smoke and mosh, you get wet at home in your pajamas
We bring to my grave a pack of fruit as a tribute
If you're angry, then wait for that cold that goes through the larynx

[Chorus: Krilofor & SUBRATA]
Black cloak develops the wind
Crying is heard, children play blunts
Business lunch from MS, what is pissed for rating
When you hear this song, know that I'm following the trail
Black cloak develops the wind
Crying is heard, children play blunts
Business lunch from MS, what is pissed for rating
When you hear this song, know that I'm following the trail

[Verse 2: SUBRATA]
I never sleep in eternal sleeping areas
And I cut off the excess like a four-shift command
Young Thomas Anders, bitches love my voice
They follow us knowing we'll see each other soon

[Outro: SUBRATA]
I will die in her arms
I will die before her eyes
I will die in her arms
I will die before her eyes