Вершы: Front 242. Felines.

They come to track down the sobbing
They come to sully the sorrow
To see the bloody insides
To eat their fear of despair

They come to track down the sobbing
To pulverize the most intimate pains

Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines

Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles
Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles

Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles
Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles

Deeply caught in their conceit
They gather to check their luck
The vultures sweeping down upon the street
To eat their fear of despair

Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines

Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles
Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles

Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles
Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles

Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines
Let's feed the felines

Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles
(Let's feed the felines)
Bury your head in the sand
Or go 'round in circles
(Let's feed the felines)