Текст песни Stream Line - This Rotten World

Like a lot of hypocrisy in this life!
How many flattering eyes and lips?!
All this can break, break you down!
But you must fight!
In mature products there is a poison.
People show me a beutiful body.
I know it's only disguised skeleton.
The corpse is prepared for lunch.
The life of poor men nobody appreciates.
One slave died! One slave died!
There is the pouring rain of blood.
The wind is the spirit of rotten teeth.
And songs are loud roar of cows.
The sea created from tears.
Dirty smog in the air burn those eyes
Birds die and fall to the ground
There is cruel world around of you
But you must fight!
Swamp and mud instead of lakes
Cities are instead of mountains
The ruins are instead of the city.
Streams are flowing instead of rivers.
If the one slave slain another will come!
There is the pouring rain of blood.
The wind is the spirit of rotten teeth.
And songs are loud roar of cows.
The sea created from tears.