Текст песни bobby badr - Атлантида.

If I leave there is little loss
lost in this life, lack of patience.
I need to pray, it's not easier to pray,
for prayer, zero chants. Rap like mm ...
abandoned singing children yapping burden bitches.
All goodness is already forgotten, porn and incest time.
And I'm a rap poet or Badr bard rap - this and that nonsense.
6 billion, we have filled the world.
We survived disasters, pestilence.
But in the end we are a pestilence.
Generations knee deep in stupidity and head over heels in the vices of evil.
How many technologies, but the result is Atlantis.