Текст песни 08 Marr-K - Эпидемия

= Epidemic =
In this crazy city, people don't go out
Blinking from the rays of the setting sun
And on their face is a frozen mask of anger, their spirit is broken
There is an epidemic in the city in a white robe
And people are no longer the same ... Death will take them under its wing
Sweat-covered forehead and gnawed bones of madmen
Toothless rats eat on the surface
Empty wounds, and you and I are still alive
In this world without seeing the light of machines
And their headlights, and traffic lights so beckon with their long-not burning lights
And we, pulling a gauze bandage higher, set off on a journey
Full of dangers, but we put on them
In this crazy city, all we hear is moans
People from porches and open windows
Epidemic of horror, no doctor can help here
Everyone lies that they don't need help, but in fact they shouldn't
Even to take on this business, on the streets the wind drives radiation
Tighten the bandages my brother
And I'd love to share the last piece with you
And life passes by, driving us with a kick
Scraps of clothing on the remains of concrete, our spirit is broken
Our way to hell, and no others are given to us
Our spirit is broken, our bodies already want peace and a warm bed
But in the meantime, here is a blanket of ashes to spread, her mother ...