ST1M - Аминь
текст песни

Every day above ground is a good day
You thought you'd get lucky, but it looks like you won't
Here you have to knock happiness out of the clutches of others
If you yourself are weak, don’t hold a grudge against the world
We're all pawns here, but
Someone is destined to be more successful
And if fate suddenly hangs on you
Illiquidity tag, cut it off
You choose who you want to be
And you decide where the finish is, where the start is
Yes, life is a river dirtier than the Ganges, for sure
Even though it looks clean
Feelings are dull
The heartbeat has become a different rhythm
Trapped in endless everyday life
Here it’s either they are us or we are them
The tops have gone crazy from their tyranny
All of us have had our empathy amputated.
You're not wearing a wooden tailcoat yet
So be grateful to them
Amazing, isn't it, comrade?
Apparently God lied to us completely
But if we all go to heaven, and evil is not haram
I don't think he'll be happy there
Whoever is more hypocritical than others is right here
Only madmen die for the truth
Why are you screwing up your face as if
I didn’t approve of this memorandum of theirs.
Yes, the fault lies with each of us
And I don’t care who will let out a scream now
God is inside and he has nothing to do
With a pack of mummers
The street is my pastor
Fists are my prayers
For what I believe in - to the death
You can see it in your actions
The street is my pastor
The bell is ringing
Only for those who betray theirs here
But I'm not them.Amen.
The street is my pastor
Fists are my prayers
For what I believe in - to the death
You can see it in your actions
The street is my pastor
The bell is ringing
Only for those who betray theirs here
But I'm not them.Amen.
Every day above ground is a good day
Honor is the main asset and there is nothing more expensive
I'm not the one who needs a handicap here
Difficulties are crumbling under my onslaught
Let the world bare its teeth
The authorities will not buy me here with a bowl of soup
After all, even all the money in the world in the end
They won't be saved from falling down
Nine grams, or one hundred
Choose how to die yourself, and don’t stand
Or start changing something in your head
While your potential shroud is empty
Scum have been elevated to a cult
They are looking for help, but they are running to places that are more dangerous.
History - Ouroboros, it just so happened
That he bites his tail in our lifetime
The myth is that there is plenty of time
We were sold on like suckers
Making the thought of freedom crazy
May you continue to plow
Human vivarium
Where we are slowly being killed
The consequences make your hair stand on end
And there is zero responsibility
Fear is the main tool of government
They bullied you into bullshit, but you all believed it.
And this will continue
From generation to generation
Yes, the fault lies with each of us
And I don’t care who will let out a scream now
God is inside and he has nothing to do
With a pack of mummers
The street is my pastor
Fists are my prayers
For what I believe in - to the death
You can see it in your actions
The street is my pastor
The bell is ringing
Only for those who betray theirs here
But I'm not them.Amen.
The street is my pastor
Fists are my prayers
For what I believe in - to the death
You can see it in your actions
The street is my pastor
The bell is ringing
Only for those who betray theirs here
But I'm not them.Amen.