Текст песни День Триффидов - Лихолетье

Peace! Work! May! Sovereignty!
There is no war, but there is no life!
Premature aging in 28 years
Drain the water! Carcasses light!
The terms were reversed,
But this sum is greater than not.
Multiplied graveyards house the disabled.
How not to Walpurgis Night,
So Day of the Triffids!

Tomorrow you'll be a national hero,
If the body be separated from the soul.
Control shot, live target.
Again, the goal justified the means.
Subscribe on his own recognizance, the light in his eyes,
Strangulation furrow.
Down and Out the trouble started, Woe from Wit!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Poverty is not a vice, wealth not poverty.
Fertility does not exceed mortality.
Opened the careless greed help
The door to the hard times, a window into Infinity.
Postponement of death, life on the installment plan.
To finish the stitching, come to an end.
The lists of the dead, in the lists of the missing,
Among the invitees, including the latecomers!

Communal paradise in a tent.
The door from the window on the seventh floor.
Lai sirens in the remote night.
Here, everything is shit okromya urine.
But the tilt of the pen firmly ax.
It never rains but, get ready, it's time!
Again, the convoy came for you.
At this time we do not have time ...
Embroil the body to the soul ...