Текст песни Анархия - Армия Власова

Cringing with the waves of the acquired freedoms
Tired, pushing the rehearsed gaze
Under tortured fear, but a learned conscience
Invisible yet, but crushed by surprise

Vlasov's army

Bookshelf future blooms nowhere
The sobs of revelations are fresh line by line
Approximately an indispensable standard
Is this not the originality of the alienated consciousness

Vlasov's army

Tearing up graves asking for a visit
Hungover, regurgitating lean immortality
Showing class to a preconceived desire
Intercept a piece of release

Vlasov's army

Strangled General
Lust of Boundless Will
Unprecedented carnival

Vlasov's army