Текст песни Gutted Mind - Бархатный Геноцид

No yelling, no screaming
Only silence, and only the heart beats
Knocks, measuring out a person's life,
Countries that will not be in half a century

Chorus:

All surprised to look with a smirk
"What is genocide, which kill?" -
With irony in his voice pocheshut his head
And then go into the world of sweet sleep

Army of the Dead for a long time coming
Every summer, we will charge a tribute
It's not a zombie, ghouls, dead,
A unborn children and anti-fathers

If you're lucky and you bear a child
Doctors will go into battle against you
Under the guise of a little Chad
Given health, dissolved in the venom

Chorus
You are the last in the chain of generations,
Destined to disappear, sentenced to rot
It is advisable to mow our population
To Hydra could live peacefully