Текст песни Лютомысл - Homo Vulgaris

HOMO VULGARIS

They strove from the light
But they strangled themselves
Loop of envious malice
Beggars of the spirit
Belly fed
You cannot find freedom
Praying at each other
Reason of ailment
Trying not to notice
Louder than pride
Honor and Conscience
Broadcast from the throne of manure

Only jackals will not condemn you,
But as long as you are not in the earth
Shields of hypocrisy will drag before you,
'Cause the swords and armor in shit broke

His eternal light
Forever gone out
For those whose eyes are capable
See only in its significance a mirage,
His and his kind

Don't break the words
But it makes no sense
A gap in the brain
And not between them,
The source of your troubles
Take it empty
Overfill
Poison will be all the same
Pitiful and insignificant