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Conventions pricking the ears like falsetto
Danse macabre juggle finances
Chasing deadlines, without the option cancel
Push in the ends of the bubble after bubble
He sees a happy ending, but only in a fairy tale
I feel disgusted when I see these frolics
Rates down, up to the summit
I look like a rat, index up shame
Enslaved minds kidnap crowds
Ideologies eat the minds
The mission of the crusader is a reason to be proud of
When the blind extremism mastered the mind
Daily anger keeps me on the frame
Or to defend, or lick wounds
Amen, here you can not win with this condition
Confusion on the eyes and the front of the screen
Rumble platitudes lies at the fair
Clowns consist oath for the masses
They take other people's, not giving away their
A dirty with me because I'm standing in the middle
Wash it can not be common sense
Love, hope, or other means
I stand at the indifference of the current
To rinse it with each other in mind hot
Phew, too many words
It's raining in the hope that you will go to the main
But the words too difficult and convoluted thoughts
Collar reality takes my strength
Pending pending pending world
Bucha madness and does not count losses
Arrives at the platform with a vengeance and hiss
I want to leave my luggage and run away screaming

Yes all the time be on the way
At the end of the stars can be
Unbelief to kill with a knife
But how to remove collars?
Fight on
Survive by
At the end of the stars can be
Unbelief to kill with a knife
But how to remove collars?

Decay, decay, promiscuity attitudes
whining in pens in the name of the father
listen faithfully comfortable lies
mumble ingratiatingly morphine for the masses
inconvenient truth rinse in restroom
This mockery-latrine cabaret-hospital
septic tank swung smile moron
applause from the screen sends elite
Because you need to milk the cattle and cut it
And when you fall, make soap
Human manure and thick rope
bit in the face, cut off the retreat
trample the dignity, wisdom spit
Because the virtues worse more than porn
And in return, rubbish and Newspeak
culture of neurosis and claustrophobia
tolerance of all tabloid
fashion is what dictates fashion
Formatted intelligence work
compression of the brain to be confused with the mass
standardization own happiness
undergo miniaturization of humanity
lie repeated mantrom
sheds the cocoon and becomes a true
collective individuality
everywhere so special is the same
and the views of the converging
that it is a wonder that do not believe in
in some dirt and stench of poverty
blind, deaf and stupefied
big words and empty them
and of the people some dwarfing

Yes all the time be on the way
At the end of the stars can be
Unbelief to kill with a knife
But how to remove collars?
Fight on
Survive by
At the end of the stars can be
Unbelief to kill with a knife
But how to remove collars?