Текст песни Культура Апокалипсиса - Раковая опухоль

I had a dream a world without cars
without borders, without concrete houses
and asphalt streets
on green meadows fields bezkraynih I wandered
on tender grass walked bare feet
inhaled air chitsy without soot and dust
the feeling that there is no kogoda people were not
in complete tranquility I felt in harmony with the environment
and when I woke up in the maelstrom of head
not himself rushed to the window
and suddenly I realized that I was in his concrete coffin
and work in the morning to get up early
I need to sleep that would not oversleep and be late
and again the weekdays that cut me from the inside
I can see how people like worms
eats rotten earth body
they are doomed
and not when, and not aware of the cause of his death

and how can I change here is that the
because I am a slave of this era
where all fuck on what will happen tomorrow
but today would not keep afloat obonkrotitsya
this way of life so ingrained in the consciousness
that waived beyond comprehension
and I have to put up with these foundations
but coming collapse that will erase
us and our history
and then maybe centuries later
vyzhevshie species can live freely in the reborn planet
breathe clean air without oil taste of soot and dust
not even realizing that we've lived here