Текст песни Антология - Ампутация совести

Broken faces, life changing,
blood on the razor, strange happens -
through the pain of crazy people grow together,
through the joy of doing something else involved

Tears streaming down his glasses,
suffering - this is not the laughter of simpletons,
needle scratch soul shackles
Give your soul, look fools

[CHORUS]

We will be happy, you will be happy,
amputation of conscience, it does not hurt ...
Pitons body itching bones
 Consciousness breaks with air rage.
through the needle heroin wants to visit,
into an injection into the Shoot.
Do not worry, live the present day,
  still you burn green-yellow fire
and we do not sing the requiem
we are quiet, calm sun usnёm !!!