Текст песни Bystreet - Четвертый Рим

In their new world will be different
Three-six as the number of Fibonachchi-
The cornerstone, the plot script
"Fourth Rome twenty-first century"
New faces of the old kings,
Crying icons blood people,
Cassock will cover star on the uniform
Batons treat pain million
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Dead Souls in the ballot boxes,

Military saga on the country's screens.

When the path to freedom lies through the prison,

Are you ready to go through it?
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The main rule of the new country:
& Quot; Caesar-all, all the gods are dead & quot!;
The lodges patricians with faithful dogs
Laughing watching the spectacle with slaves
Bloody yoke requires tribute
Soul raking in the hand of plump.
Construction century-evil empire.
Bonfires for the disbelievers await court decision
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Machines for torture waiting for the new flesh
Reason and conscience - on the scaffold
Satisfied with the mutant idols on the flag
Souls fed the corpse in the sarcophagus
Covering excesses shadows in uniforms
Ensures faithful service dogma
Teachers with a whip, death in white halate-
In the triangle of the eye of the president in the square