Текст песни nerelectricus - our voices can't be heard over the hell's bell tolls

with envy to love our mothers ,
it will bury the bodies of their children.
it will give people the floor with blood
wash away the ugliness of their trouble .
her sadness outweigh the scales ,
and , faithful to the words of data ,
it asunder the bowels for coffins ,
she did not hear our voices