Текст песни УГРОЗА ПРИМЕРОМ - 6

every day I live in this world
spitting in the face of a wretched herd
every one of my knocked out teeth this life
I perceived as a reward!
a reward for being able to remain myself in the midst of a gray crowd
reward for clenching his fist with honor this battle!
try to change me
let all the gulping throats of sheep flood bile and pus,
for all those acts that we commit, we will answer only to ourselves!