Текст песни Каракурт - Дух времени

Top punch, in terrible pain
Freedom torn into pieces
And tomorrow in the blood and threadbare trousers
Again, running to the slave vise

We are killed - we die
Nothing wakes up inside
We are killed - we die
This I will not touch

Open your eyes...

No! Nobody cares
Prior to his freedom
And the world outside the window

Close our eyes to the fact that a number of
Under a hail of bullets lying body
And the TV - this is what we need
The spirit of the time, pain and evil

We are killed - we die
Nothing wakes up inside
We are killed - we die
This I will not touch

We are doomed...

No! Nobody cares
Prior to his freedom
And the world outside the window