Текст песни Пост Мортем - Синантропы

Synanthropes

I
In order to illuminate your way, we have been granted the fire,
But we ... napalm burned away from our wives widows.
Fires are burning ... for those who are surrounded by a ring of enemies,
Call ... heretics drove into a common enclosure.

And that day ... The very scary, black, hot day,
Under the sirens ... they will come to your house, burn people.
Where is the limit of evil ... When taken away for good and all,
Poznaёsh, standing in front of a pile of burnt bodies.

White chalk ... And this death carousel
End, but only at the moment when one is already at the walls
Donkey ... adding to the gallery ... blank ... views
Where your smoldering every small personal Hell.

Decay and carrion ... ash fell on the shoulders,
And stage judges the weak, and those just right.
Who fiery cascade ... burns, fire baked,
Clearing up the bones and tears turning into ashes.

Chorus
Sinanthropus ... like gray rats,
Parasites misanthropic ... with the gift of thinking.
Give them the faith ... range of tools,
The tyrants will turn ordinary people ....

II
We spoke with bullets .. and brought to death ..
We buried the gods we worshiped the wind .. ..
and the smoke of war .. .. hotspots on the maps ..
Children and automatic oil .. .. .. and Democrats

a stolen air .. blotches cesium radium ..
hazardous sediments .. and we spend more and more ..
the roar of Nagasaki to Hiroshima ..
We waited Kyshtym .. Chelyabinsk-40, Fukushima ..

Aum Shinrikyo Johnstown .. 78 ..
people are so imbued with sorrow to the bone marrow
why do we need space ?! remaining resources ..
peoples beaten rate .. all so sad ..

but there is an art .. and here are still dancing bones ..
I'm not a man-made monument erected it out of spite ..
facts and truths .. my reasons and meanings ..
the one that dances the waltz .. and we are next to it ..