Текст песни Алексей Попов - Гимн Ex machina

On a colossus in the desert
you ride you crush cattle
Tanks, SUVs, BETA:
You flattened everything on canned food.

All wheels in black blood
A thousand forces in your motor
you drive to the meeting place
It will be hotter domain oven!

You bury your enemies in the sand
A hundred tons of steel on their head
There is no glass, cab or door
your colossus is worse than hellish beasts
head-to-head punch and colossus in the sand
The enemy drove - the dog died.
You gimp, wrap in a wheel
Homo sapiens.
His barn, wife and children,
The whole village - burn it out soon!

The whole district burns burns,
Everything around is blazing.
The enemy should not leave here:
Help him find death - you must

You buried your enemies in the sand
The cargo was transported, but something in melancholy-
Travel the world you hurry
There are many villages, forests and fields,
And again on the way of cattle -
She, as always - death, Ex Machine!