Текст песни Homo Patience - СМВ 3 - Хип-хоп времён фараонов

Homo Patience - Sickle and Witch's Hammer 3/4

instrumental: 52mai - how deep

      
   Part 3. Hip-hop era of the Pharaohs
   
   Where people for excess power
   Buried alive in the grave
   Unknown Soldier
   The accumulation of remains is hardly larger
   Than where they were open
   Kilometer-long lines
   Standing on a pilgrimage
   
   To gothic temples
   St. MacDuck -
   And deeper than this zero Troy
   All their civilization
   Didn’t even leave us fragments of stories
   But later - information
   Rich stock:
   
   Family trees that wrote
   Not forward, but backward;
   Hip Hop of the Pharaohs
   On the walls of the barracks;
   And besides, we know very well
   Like on their red Mayan calendar day
   Dive index NASDAQ.
   
   The story is not without irony:
   Covered with ashes of those
   Who has a favorite pastime -
   Burying your own kind
   And for the sensations sharpen,
   For example, you could burn
   A couple of naked maids at the stake -
   
   After all, they and children
   The skin is too thin
   And from it to sew neither pants nor belts,
   (A piece fatter - hungry).
   They acted
   According to the manual
   Sickle and Hammer of the Witches.
      
   And what only they did not do,
   To the seventh day of creation
   Become the last day of Pompeii
   However, nothing happened -
   We have risen from the ashes of hell
   To sing "Ode to Joy"
   As if nothing had happened.
   
   ___ "Brothers, in a tight circle close
   ___ And over a bowl of wine
   ___ The word to observe in everything
   ___ The Star Judge of the Klyanikanilnikanii ... "