Текст песни Strong Conviction - 06 - Свобода не имеет цены

There was a time when you are blinded
Gullible brilliance trinkets
Persistent killed, weak bought
Debauchery intake soul
But time passes, it becomes clear
Yad never benefit
The old myths no longer have power
We are destroying the bourgeois dreams

There is a growing generation of daring and evil
Who would not lead to your handouts
Who is not sold for 30 coins
During his career, loot and fancy cars
Fed slave remains a slave
Satisfied slave - a pathetic joke
All of the comfortable easy life
Moral cheap prostitutes

Incinerate boutiques to make it lighter
Gasoline, the fusion of the "Porsche" and "Ferrari"
The wind of freedom blowing in our face
In the wind of freedom burning taste
Powerless wealth, influence, communication
On the eve of the Civil War
The bourgeois die for these soothers
But we know that freedom is priceless.

Freedom has no price!