Текст песни ctrlBrain - Лж

Cutting off the heads of untruth with an ax,
Like a cancer, carving, removing
Lying. The infection, like a virus, infects the blood, killing.

Man is a white page
Launched in the wind, flying forward
Each one gets dirty and torn in its own way,
Never guess what will happen next.

A lie is a box with paints
And the liar only draws himself,
You use the brush skillfully and accurately,
And no one will know where you lied!

You, as an artist, are good, without a dispute,
But who will feel better (better) from your compositions,
When do you break contracts with your friends?
And there is no escape from your (false) ambitions.

Cutting off lying heads
With an ax indeed of safe
Like salvation.