Текст песни 1 Klas - Этот мир больной

I see hatred, I see tears, I see the pain
It's a crazy, ugly, wild world of the patient
There depressing atmosphere, and the sky is crying
A daily routine of all heart crushes
Here, every third failed ischit meaning in life
These three, one emotional crisis
There malolletnie cache Hera spend
And compensates for the lack serotaina
Weights maddening, teryayutsya they need power
But will not riligiya not Jesus Christ
Here, no prospects, there is no objectives at many * YES *
And Happiness UTB Illizi and world utopia
Without faith in the future, no! Number of uncounted
Generations unfortunate masses pisimizma * I *
Leaving the house, the rain outside
And am as if among the living dead
Et like a vicious circle, there is no escape
Welcome to Armageddon, UTB 21st Century * E *