Текст песни Шаб-Ниггурат - Уродцы

A troupe of artists under the dome of the circus
The crowd lives in shackles for fun
Hurry to see the premiere of the play
Someone will die on stage today.

Outside is beautiful, inside is only shit
We are like god well, right funny
In the eyes of a maelstrom of lies, steam and fear
The soul consists of the matter of darkness.

And now he applauds with his mouth open
Greedy people for spectacles and bread
A lifeless freak lies on the stage
From now on free from the oppression of masters.

Outside is beautiful, inside is only shit
We are like god well, right funny
In the eyes of a maelstrom of lies, steam and fear
The soul consists of the matter of darkness.

Ugly from birth but full of kindness
We are ready to carry an unbearable burden
Ugly from birth but full of kindness
Unbearable burden we are ready ready ready ready to bear.

A troupe of artists under the dome of the circus
The crowd lives in shackles for fun
A troupe of artists under the dome of the circus
The crowd will rot for fun in chains