Magic - Аморальная исповедь
текст песни

Everything is based on the idea. The idea is reinforced by the generally accepted morality, most often recorded by someone and once in solid binding. One idea can germinate in millions of people, but these are unusual people. They are victims, for the most part people with shaky ideas about the world and their place in it, they, longing for the establishment of justice and benefits, were deprived of them. They have reached the edge of the abyss, the abyss that an ordinary person cannot imagine, due to his inability to compass and empathize with strangers, and sometimes even their relatives. Thus, people for whom the idea is the goal become weapons of those for whom the idea is a means. Obsession in the hands of calculation. For them, the contradictions are erased, since the goal is clear, and there is no place for thought.
And who is to blame for the fact that people with bright intentions go to the dark side?

The holy face on Kolovrat, the fallen angel on the bed,
I’ll brush a halo, I will take off the monk’s cassock, to melt in anarchy,
And you know what? Fuck me
Catch, catch, catch,

So we will not rush
We will still have time to waste our life,

Chaos rituals with grains of being,
The voice of melancholy whispers to immediately lend
Innocence will not stop the desire for a growing one,
The bloody rite will be in the name of the future,
Screams and groans like prayers of a drowning
We lost our heads, but this is for the better
The moral frames for today are omitted,
Not to fuck you is not sinful, but blasphemous,

Movements are devoid of metaphysical meaning,
We are lighthouses in the darkness of the coastal cape,
Apogee of euphoria is tense every muscle,
You scream and wheezen you cannot stop

I don’t care after these words are empty
I don't care, I'll leave tomorrow morning,
I don't care, I'll leave in the morning
I don't care, I'll leave in the morning

Do not stay in the shade
Do not give up and wait
Gori and dust
Sit to the extremes and lies,
Die, resurrect,
Suffer and shake
Accuse, incite
Betray and scream
Do not give up, fight
Given it,
Blofuya swear
Row your dreams
Destroying, create
In aground, bewilder
Die, die,
die, but fight

This is an immoral confession at twenty years old fell low because
I repent sincerely, I repent in truth
Confessions will be shaved with claws of fires and
Despite the pity of the incorrect sober knives, we

I am not a crescent for porch, on anger at the punishers
I doubt the affirmatively agree.
The ways of the Lord are indicative, I felt contemplatively
I break through the nails with wrists I pierce diligently

We ran away from the houses, parted with our relatives
They forgave their enemies with friends goodbye
Justice searched, naively believed and waited
We ate waste, we slept with pigs

Views upside down, roof under the clouds
The earth is burned under us, we wandered barefoot
We were barely audible, we prayed, cursed loudly
We accumulated anger, frantically scrambled with sparks

We poured questions, answered us in silence
Conscientiously tried to fan despair by faith
We were scourged in ignoramuses, simple linh
Fold drunkards stuttering injustice denounced

We were forgotten and drank, then we realized
That our duty is to repay everything that have lost over the years
We depleted our bodies but strengthened our spirit
They gave us an idea, we praised them

In the name of the idea, they died, this world bend
In the name of the idea, they killed, in the name of the light overshadowed
For the sake of truth distorted, for the sake of faith doubted
For the sake of salvation, they drowned, drowned and trampled

For the sake of peace they fought, for the sake of freedom were locked
Intimidated everyone, but the courage sung
Respected other people's opinions, shooting
Without trial and investigation of infidels for the depravity of knowledge

I'm sorry father I lied and sinned
I made a lot of evil and I became different
For you in the mud, we were out of the mud
But, it seems to me that you also fucked us