Текст песни IFK - Смерть РадиКала

I had a dream,
That I did not wake up
And delirious through the destroyed city to you,
Along the facades and black windows,
In the dead world without people.

Sky in scars,
Land in trenches
Between them - a man without soul.
Flowers in coffins and bones in the cradle.
Everything agrees
Even you.
Infinity like a sharp knife
I do not believe that you will die.
Life for money
Death of radical.
We exchanged the truth for a lie.
All that has gone before
Will not come back,
All that will be
Hidden in darkness.
Per hour sunset
Heart Wheel
And drops on the cross.