Текст песни Бирюки АТС - Юнгородок

Here the slaughterhouse is a hospital
There is a 24-hour morgue here
We dream about it in reality
Station "Yungorodok"
Rain alternates with haze
Pulls poison gas
This is "Separate" with blood
This is the universe in us

Here we are greeted gloomily
Landfill mirror surface
We cannot think of a better one
We cannot know the highest
Life with an ax by inheritance
Life with sausage for legs
Our clumsy childhood
Station "Yungorodok"

Here we buried ourselves
And resurrected later
We were raised in a black hole
In the darkness of the night we will die
Worms can hardly be heard
Our bodies have penetrated
We voluntarily got stuck
In a door that's too small

Midnight is approaching naked
The wounded beast on the clock
We are good-natured creatures
With dead sadness in my eyes
A dead piece of madness
Longed sip of dreams
So the new moon has come
Station "Yungorodok"

Slow death stifling wind
We are your children, we feed on this ...