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Eternal fire
02:12
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Remind yourself what were you dreaming about
When you were young
And what was the guide
Now you're standing in a line
With a six pack six pack
Still young and stupid
But I hope that the fire burns
Burn inside
Inside of me
Burning my soul
Out of me
Eternal fire
Never let the evil rise
Never let the evil rise
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War
01:44
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War! Never had changed.
War! Was always the same.
Desperation, fear, pain, paranoia and the only one hope to wake up tomorrow.
Where is your god when we need him so much.
War! Never had changed!
War! Was always the same.
War! Who gonna stop the madness?
Everyday waiting for the really last death touch.
Kiss the ripper.
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Апокалипсис (Apocalypse)
02:25
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Ах, зачем в мире столько злобы,
Когда дан всего миг до гроба?
Зачем столько неприязни,
Войн, несчастий, боязни.
Это стоило бы обдумать тугодумам-толстосумам.
И все для взгляни:
Не уважали природу столь беспечные народы
Одним...
Безумный полуночник,
Что ищет жизни смысл - первоисток.
Каждый час приходят вести,
Что несчастий уж нам не счесть,
Уж нам не счесть.
Против войны - пустозвоны,
На банкетах - VIP персоны.
На одном краю жирный богатый,
На другом тощий лохматый.
Здесь правит бал игра словами.
Не проси, чтоб замолчал я.
Скажу как есть.
Поздно жать руки.
В последний день!
Последний день.
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Oh, why there is so much malice in the world?
When we have only a moment to the grave?
Why there is so much hatred?
War, misery, fear.
That's something for the thick-minded, fat-minded to think about.
And all for a look:
No respect to the nature such careless peoples
One by one...
An insane midnight man,
That seeks the meaning of life - the primeval.
Every hour we got the news,
That we can't count our misfortunes,
We can't count down our misery.
Against the war, the idle talkers,
VIPs are sitting on the banquets.
On one side is the fat rich man,
On the other, the skinny, shaggy one.
A word game is ruling here.
Don't ask me to be silent.
I'll tell you all the truths.
It's too late to shake hands.
It's the last day!
The last day.
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4. |
Эпилог (Epiloque)
01:58
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Разрежьте меня на куски,
Кровью моей пиши эпилог, пиши эпилог
О том чего я не успел, не захотел
Или вовсе не смог, вовсе не смог.
О том, что меня не было рядом,
Когда я был просто необходим.
В тот день, когда...
Они продали Землю
В тот день, когда...
Они продали Землю
Я спокойно стоял и не уходил.
В тот день, когда...
Они продали Землю
В тот день, когда...
Они продали Землю
Я все это видел и не уходил.
Я не молю о прощение,
Я его не заслужил.
В тот день,когда они продали Землю,
Я был не один…
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Cut me into pieces,
Write an epilogue within my blood, write an epilogue
About something I didn't have time for, something didn't want to do.
Or couldn't do, couldn't do at all.
That I wasn't not so close,
When it was needed
The day that...
They sold the Earth
The day that...
They sold the Earth
I stood still and didn't leave.
The day that...
They sold the Earth
The day that...
They sold the Earth
I saw it all and I didn't leave.
I don't beg for the forgiveness,
I don't deserve it.
The day they sold the Earth,
I was not alone...
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5. |
BPD
01:40
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I'm sure that your Monday blue
Is not so blue as the sorrow of Palestinian mothers.
I guess that your borderline has nothing in common with the thousands of refugees waiting behind borderlines.
I see that you are trying so hard.
And the path of rehealing is tough.
You lay all you forces to change
To be a better version of Man.
But I want to remind you of those
Who's fighting just next to you
For everyone's freedom
And common security.
Security.
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6. |
The end of the rat king
01:38
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Bloody, evil rat king is ruling over the last 26 years.
But millions of hearts are beating together
And that beat is louder
Then barking of your cowardly dogs.
And we all know that the wall's gonna fall
And soon you will see our rage by your own eyes.
Run, you better run 'cause your ship is about to drown now.
This is the end of the rat king.
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7. |
Serotonin zero
02:11
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Look at me now!
Whom do you see?
Under this mask
Is fear and anxiety.
I prefer just to stick
My head into a sand.
Covered in phobias
And social disgrace
So close to the edge
Like never before
I don't wanna be
Nobody's hero
My level of serotonin
Had reached zero.
Nobody's hero
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