Текст песни Алькор - Прокламация

How easy it is to follow orders
And to erect monuments to kings!
And the kings are used to - over and over again
Reforms to begin with the calendar.

"From our ruler, the first year!"
And again they drag books to the slaughter!
And legends are hastily composed
About being chosen by God and fate.

"We haven't done this before!
We are first! And that means - everything is yours! "
With a dashing robber whistle
Paradise life will begin for us.

And it will become cramped on the huge earth,
When, by one will, they are folded,
Sweeping away everyone and everything, the columns will pass ...
Doubts in the ranks are prohibited!

When in the morning it will be completely hungover
From a thousand fires and deaths
The crowd will whistle on the fire
Orders of giving kings.

How simple amid the general ecstasy
Forget your dubious role!
How to safely follow orders!
The time has come? - "Long live the king!"

And again to live without knowing doubts,
And again the will to wait from the kings ...
It's getting harder and harder to cut knots and chains
But the thread is much more difficult to break.
It's getting harder and harder to cut knots and chains
But breaking the thread is much ... more painful.