Текст песни Проект Увечье при уч. Bard - Протест

The sky will burn with fire, the fire will make the night into day
Anger oppresses the one who was a hunched stump.
He will either not understand the threat, or he will simply join
For those who are pissed off by that oppression, here are games with fire.

Time will curl its lips into the teeth of carnivorous muzzles
Constant hordes that rod here like in an inn.
Will they stand and go? No, this is just plain nonsense
They bring us, but not one regime stood here and died.

It's just me and you, and there are those who considered decent
Take the pain for the desecration of the country personally.
And they didn't come here for cash, not for offset
And not for the badge. Tired of all hate not known Che.

Mayhem at the top, because there they fade like an old portaca
If people rise up like Spartacus, they change their passports.
And we're here to kick the scum into the portal
Stopping the mess, and so that the border was locked.

Crackling firecrackers, again they are on helmets and shields
How many of them no one here counted, because we are not like them.
Hunger, poverty. Trust me, the strengths are still the same
It's easier this way, which means it's time to settle accounts.