Kazik & Kwartet ProForma - Dym

So stand, so hold
But sentences don't start with “so”
I have a carrot, I have a stick
If you don't want a fever, break the thermometer

I smell smoke, I have a feeling
That I'm yet to experience an inhuman feeling
Slow down a bit like into the smoke
Hold the moment and hold it for a while

Smoke again, these are
Special things that drag you down
But how, how to do it
To earn without doing much

I have time, like into the smoke
I dive right into it with my message
We stop, we drop
Another baby for another shock

Smoke again, and the blood is seeping
A man is known by how he finishes
And there's no point in lying
Rules exist to be broken

Who knows, who remembers
Does God delight in the slaughtered animals
In honor, as a sacrifice
And who even is this old Kazik