Акустическое братство, Некий поэт - Город
текст песни

The walls are heaving, the windows are cracked
Something is cracking under the floor
March with boots into the dark abyss
This city is in turmoil
Morok walks on, choking with laughter
After all, someone hanged himself out of grief
The city stands doomed to death
And for a whole bunch of different pains

In the basements mixed water, body, dig
And someone crashed on the waves
In the mud with boots and faces too
There are no coincidences here - everyone is guilty
Sinful souls feed on corpses
To get enough
The city stands choking with laughter
The smell of blood froze in silence