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Zal Club Saint Petersburg Karma Mire Om tryambakaṃ yajāmahe sugandhiṃ puṣṭivardhanam Urvarukamiva Bandhanan Mrityor Mukshiya Maamritat Om War Is so far, soon it will come I`m the war You`re my score War Have gone long time ago. No one dares To remind me what I`ve done. In my bed made of gold, All I want`s To die peacefully. No more will I be where Violent war starts the fire, Voices talk in my head, Repeating «Om Namah Shivaya» I`m born again As my old victim. Now I am here again, Violent war starts the fire, Voices talk in my head, Repeating «Om Namah Shivaya»
