FOLLOWED BY THE ECHO FOLLOWED BY THE ECHO I'M GONNA BE THE ECHO I'M GONNA BE THE ECHO I'M GONNA BE THE ECHO If they prove it, black Fatma will stay black in my head Everything that comes out of my mouth will be whispered in my ear The money bag is full of monsters, my brother is a wild ant My cold blood, my desire is to buy a lot of ketchup, hold a little today and shoot Kill me, something about me, something about something Mayaskinik, Kökbirasını, Dipşeytanini, was my name alphabetic? My dress was taken off by god's wardrobe I was handsome, while I was drunk on a red leather There is a bad feeling inside me, as if it won't go away I'm ready for whatever you feel Are you mad at me? I'm under your knee Look, this will be the last night you'll see The night will pour rain from the carpet Conditional ban on gambling I was disciplined by lawlessness Pambora, Pensem, Fiat, crazy The apocalypse is coming Pambora, Pensem, Fiat, crazy I know, I'm a bad man Why can't I hear the applause of Lucifer? However, the hands that wash my face Stopped Foucault's hangman So, let's see I'm the opposite of Turkish I'm the photo of your photo I'm naked from Tane and Rost You posted it to the unpromised lands Today is Easter I'm actually a victim of the end of the sea Don't make me faint, don't underestimate the power Those who understand, follow me Like the wagon of a locomotive Crazy, crazy company I was nothing in four times Travelling illegally in the Mercedes of the descendants Carried a stone to a gloomy window Are the parks on the top of the stone window? With the tears in the sea To the crew on the ship that walks from land to land The night will be a feast for the hungry Captain To the world that sleeps the storm From my hat to the jungle Abracadabra, the broken Fiat But the repairman laughs This is the prophecy Wake up now Mokbet, Borkai killed your soul Without breaking your face Abracadabra, the broken Fiat Abracadabra, the broken Fiat