Portvain - Пропаганда и цензура
текст песни

Day after day, the battle continues.
Creators of cunning traps for the mind.
Comprehensive tele-suggestion.
Nightingales pour slop into our ears.
Vote or lose.
They're coming - don't you understand?
A new era has already arrived.
Together we are strong - sing along, Russia.
Where, tell me, is my old truth?
Propaganda is heard everywhere here.
Despotism and dictatorship are here.
For the people, propaganda and censorship.
For you, solitary confinement is the coolness.
An invariable part of police rituals.
For me, a piece of rebar in my head.
You can't escape - propaganda and censorship.
Arrests and torture, this isn't Europe.
Silently leaving the factory and heading back there in the morning.
Online and on TV - that's also work.
Zombifying citizens year after year.
Political protest - I hope you don't end up behind bars.
In the morning before the shooting, take off your bodyguard. Cross
A generation of our own, brainwashed and sick
A militant electorate for punitive killings
Where, tell me, is my old truth?
Propaganda is everywhere here
Despotism and dictatorship reign here
For the people - propaganda and censorship
For you, the cool of solitary confinement
An invariable part of police rituals
For me, a piece of rebar in my head
If you can't escape - propaganda and censorship