Текст песни NakedLunch - Наследие Нашего Времени

"Heritage of our time"

And what will they get?
Bones of gnawed days ...
With a heart -rending cry of pursued lips ... the instinct of our last hopes ...
Open your eyes soon ...
Today the world will become different.
From the constant lies of news, you will not know that it will no longer be the same.
Look...

Temples are burning ...
People shouted victorious phrases, not realizing that they themselves were bogged down in the war ...
Shadows of soldiers ... spread of a new infection ... Act of worshiping new plague ...
Not the sun illuminates the earth anymore ...
The light will fade from bright flashes ...

No ... you will stay here ... you will stand to the end ... This is your story
Isn't it you .... in a pile of broken faces ... from compassion and pain

The last stream will be filled with tears ...
The last straw of blood is washed by the earth ...
The time is time for a great new era ...
Having saved this world from us
Forever and ever....

Cutting heaven cuts in stripes ...
Holy rain pours on cardboard cities ...
He will wash away all sins.
We came up with this rain ourselves,
Current in the fingers trembling.
We are all waiting for something ...

Heritage of our time.