Текст песни Культура Апокалипсиса - Строки

both are born of these lines
for whom they are and what it gives me
one by one to clean lozhatsja
sheets in a notebook is not for the sake of fame
only for that would reach
to your mind
expand the boundaries of understanding
I just can not keep silent knowing
then I know the only reason I write
about what I see and hear, and let not millions
but at least I have heard thousands
and if you are at least a hundred
He is able to change yourself
it means that it's not in vain
means knowingly I sat night
in the stuffy room and I write these lines
After all, this is all that we have our consciousness
which is trying to overshadow us via
Advertising PR companies
it is so easy to go to deceive the TV screens
become part of the plans sneeze
society is divided into classes of social caste
who fed at the trough of power has links
not what does not deny
entertains the people with promises of silly phrases
and someone knows only of a lack of
hunger or hatred otchaine aggression and endless depression
but for all his naivete as trusts
in patriotism and his government has
you fuck you prizedent election of deputies
money they are now rowing shovel
and believe me they do not care about you
for them you are cannon fodder for the working class