White horse

 Gimme my horse

My China White

Snow on tip of the needle

Beast through both them veins

Junk on the trunk 

Skag in the truck

Smack on the wrist

H for the Hero

My brown dreams

All the dope but no hope

I used to be like you 

Car and wife

Fruits of love 

On my table too 

But the rotten rots them all 

Gates of heaven on Earth 

For the time of the rush

Purgatory of Hell 

For the time of lack

Gimme my horse

My China White

Snow on tip of the needle

Beast through both them veins

Junk on the trunk 

Skag in the truck

Smack on the wrist

H for the Hero

My brown dreams

All the dope but no hope

Nights are cold

My heart is colder

Blue lights of the station

Giving me a headache

Yell at me

Insult me when passing by

But your fate will be the same

In the end 

We all are ash

Gimme my horse

My China White

Snow on tip of the needle

Beast through both them veins

Junk on the trunk 

Skag in the truck

Smack on the wrist

H for the Hero

My brown dreams

All the dope but no hope

We all are the same

Ash wanting to be God

You pray for the Heavens 

I fly through it

You are empty as I

Pain is the same

I just have the ways 

Gimme my horse

My China White

Snow on tip of the needle

Beast through both them veins

Junk on the trunk 

Skag in the truck

Smack on the wrist

H for the Hero

My brown dreams

All the dope but no hope

Ash

Is the final answer.

козацький дом

Oh, so shall ride
Young men to war
So shall they ride
To make world more

Blood or thought
Scythe or sword?
Can man forge
His own destiny
Or bound to land be
Forever with shackles?
Can peasant turn
To man-at-arms
And schythe to be forged
As szabla in hands?

When blood boils
And heart calls
For brothers-in-arms
Ride, my boy
Ride before time
Puts its weight on you
Shackles unbreakable
And surrounds you
With black ground

Sable or seax?
Blood or thought
Scythe or sword?
Golden domes on rising sun
And glowing red on crosses
When sun sets down
On banks of Don
And mountains of far
And sea sweeter than those are
Where old blood faintly flows
And wall high as sky beholds

There, my boy
There is destiny
Anvil of time
And hammer of your mind
Gold bends for steel
And steel for will ever to be
Go,
My boy.