Операция Пластилин - Государство
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The state is preparing a worthy shift
The city is at the system athletes
So I want the sky and fresh wind
But tomorrow I will wake up again in this ghetto

Here every fourth wears epaulets
Ya Wohl, Mein Fuehrer! I am devoted to the laws
Now in the dictionaries there is no word "freedom"
There are concentration camps, borders, factories

There is nothing to breathe here, and it becomes scary
Drunk children are lying in the porches
On a puddle floating boat paper
The bulls will trample without noticing anything ...

Army, power, bars and walls
Study, work further according to the scheme
All this shit flies down the inclined
The art of being subordinate is appreciated here
And those who understood everything will be crushed by rollers
Strangled, cut, clogged with boots
Put asphalt, because they do not need a dick
Paper boat crushed in a puddle

Your life belongs to the state
And the sky today again
Tightened with barbed wire
So that you do not go anywhere
You can't get anywhere
You are obliged
You must
Serve
Work
Reproduce "your own kind"
Benefit
Work, work, work
To die!

Violence is an argument
To the common denominator of all
Here again everything is without change