Текст песни whitelist - Современная Утопия

Our life flows from Ourel to Huxley
To Zamyatin at such a pace we
Let us flow out all humanity
And we will continue to live our eternal eternity

We carelessly go from the scoop into the world of pleasure
Without avoiding symbols, predictions and signs
Giving the same things hundreds of meanings
Oh, I'm afraid this century is the last for us again

And if if if if if if not?
If there is a word in the thirtieth century
The top of nature will sit in the same way
Writing down that there is much injustice

Chorus.
Modern utopia
It has long been drowned in it and I
Soul progress has stopped
God got drunk for a long time
And shot himself

And let it seem like life goes on
Soul progress has stopped
God got drunk for a long time
And shot himself
Letting everything go by itself

I want to become a vampire go to the Empire in
Who invented me? Am I Dostoevsky? I t?
In our times the word means nothing
After all, our creator is a marketer

Instead of heaven, we have a bunch of Disneylands everywhere
Worshiping the spirit of fashion, brand icons
The propaganda of everything around is our element
And nothing will change for a hundred years write poetry I

Our minds are words we invented
Our every day is full of imaginary deeds
Imaginary awareness of life
Relying only on sounds and mirages but

But as an experience, humanity, many centuries
Did you never get rid of the shackles of nature?
Are none of us ready for the truth?
We invented new walls our world is