Текст песни Cobra - Это Война

The passion for domination
Armenian nation
With the blood of life flows away through his fingers
The lock-dead civilizations

Blank ammunition belt
corpse collage
Cannon beef in a murderous rage
The fight lead funeral marches

It will carry a stray shell
For hundreds of billions

Life is one, its price - nine grams of lead
The eternal scar on the body of the world
This is war

fight card is breathing the blood through the paper sheets
The death of any animal form in the heat of the nuclear plague
Unnamed graves waiting for came under fire
Bright World can not give birth to the dead bodies of the incubator

Life is one, its price - nine grams of lead
Bullets hail death award
This is war