Текст песни ЧернозЁм - Каннибализм

Insects scattered through the dark streets
In the nightly untidy unclean kitchen
The light came on

Professional friends and family
Welcoming hosts will lick bowls
And go to naught

Slogans and bucks crunch in pockets
Whatever happens, Oksana will forgive
The Yauza River, like a blot

Santaclaus threaten heaven
Calendar residents wiggle their noses
It will become joyful, it will become cold

Moscow does not believe in tears
Everybody wants to be judges

Cannibalism

Any president has a snout in fluff
Teen idols fucking nonsense
And set an example in their own way

Demonic saints catch in muddy water
Winter is coming and matches are running out
What should we do?

Chronology tends to zero
Chilled hands to the eternal flame
Their number is countless, there will be something to eat

Chimera of conscience huddled in a corner
Conscientiously seek out each other's dirt
Nice - not unsuccessful