Текст песни SODOKU - Какое пламя на вкус

To this
The world has already been given too many chances.
You feel
How does plastic flare up inside?
it
Ouroboros burp his tail out.
Time
It will go in a straight line, the cycle is broken.
This planet is an inflamed wound.
Look around, the Apocalypse came true yesterday.
Nobody will be able to return anything -
Bring it to the end, mix gasoline and oil.

Smell
Burned plastic is heard in the morning -
Means
It's not over yet, we continue the game.

At what cost?
Ridiculous question
When is the answer
So simple.

Thirst.
Every day in the throat dries more and more.
Highly
Soon she will reach its climax.
Try it
The hit of the season is a cocktail from the ashes with blood.
And fuck
All this is a new Middle Ages.

Beautiful cities are beautiful and burn.
And the past is already dead in advance.
Flowers of trouble will sprout on the ashes, and henceforth
There will be nothing. There will be nothing.
And you can see it well from the charred roofs,
As the past fly ash in the wind.
You cannot run away from the future so easily
While everything superfluous crushes, like a load.
So let everyone know what kind of flame tastes.