Текст песни After the Rain - После Дождя v1.3

Armada stoked continents
At the call of purses
We're all just pawns in this war
And we are not worthy of an easy death
The right to the faith and feelings
scored batons
You do not live to old age
We are cheaper dead

I do not rotted under the yoke of opinions and judgments
I do not want to link the degradation of society

Gold and power
Do not drag in the grave
Gold and power
Send you to
turn a blind eye
We find strength
If need be
We move the pole

They are more than people
Mightier than the gods
The road runs from the heavens
Before the depths of the oceans
War, religion and corporations
The cell in which you drove
Give me your hand, I find companions
We pass dozens of roads

Gold and power
Do not drag in the grave
Gold and power
Send you to
turn a blind eye
We find strength
If need be
We move the pole

I do not rotted under the yoke of opinions and judgments
I do not want to link the degradation of society

The death of our world
Do not leave sores on the body of the universe
But as long as the rain and blooming trees
In your eyes

All what you believe
It will be destroyed by you
All what you wanted
Die with your dreams
Or who do not escape from the hot balloon
What was called our planet
All greedy society on his knees
They cool the nuclear winter

The choice is yours