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Overhead clouds converge
Having arranged the night (the night!) All those who have tortured
Close the sun, they shine
What warms them, and we always hated
Shed rivers of blood crimson
Rotting blood of those who had always been guilty
If you have fallen, we do stand
And all that against us to destroy and lounging

And all the enemies of his blood choke
I personally cook them all the graves
The end will come all your rotten ideals
We all fall apart no one will be a little
All your lies and your rotten soul
Come down and we will destroy the cell
We come down and we will build anarchy
And all the enemies of his blood choke

We were intimidated by his power
But we are not afraid, we have long been in the grave
We are threatened, we are not giving up
We buy BUT (!) We unsold!
High in the sky above his head
Lights and a star shines on us Anarchy
It will be something to remember, my remains
When I was alive and podohnu punk!

If you want to kill us
Mortal still lose I know
We do not and will not break
Punk immortal punk never dies
Raising the black and red flag
Higher
Having survived two thousand attacks
I hear
Those who are dead and who live
On the spot
Loud shout punks hoy!
Together!