Текст песни Многоточие Band - Сундук Мертвеца

We have big problems, because less than 3% of you read books
Because the truth is for you, this is what gives you this box
Today there lives a whole generation of those who know everything they get from this box
This box makes and overthrows presidents, popes and prime ministers
You believe that reality is a box, not your life
You do everything that the box tells you, you dress like in a drawer
Eat, then what's in the box, raise the children in a box and even think like this box
This massive insanity, you maniacs, listen to me.

In the courtyard of the 21st century, but why drink and dullness is not exterminated
I need Hiroshima not to live like a dog
Divide and conquer, Lucifer hello
And now an old friend tells me that everything is in vain
There is no way out, fake comments, dark days of fleeing years
Deadlock deadlocks, war of the worlds and leaking shelter
The blood of the earth for the blood of the bodies, you are still untouched
You are a living product in the world of jumping prices
Scream Wow, turn on the cameras
When this heaven-filled heaven is attacked by righteous anger
After all, you see nothing beyond your own hands
Dead Man's Chest - that's your only friend
Dull pictures, routine, 300 words in everyday life
The leading mud draws the tin in you on the air
You are zombies, soulless dolls on consoles
Your lost I am in TV projects and cults.

Blood, violence, debauchery there is no end
It opens the chest of the dead man
On the brains of the masses lies lies like pollen
It opens the chest of the dead man
Where the souls are burned, hearts are cut out
It opens the chest of the dead man
Fish from the head and home from the porch
It opens the chest of the dead man

Koron in the night a ray of neon stuffed with a goon box
Gearbox, Fake Machines
Dead Man's Chest, there is no face behind their Mask
Watch the fugitive with a skeptical look of disbelief
Streams of *** scum are moving, there is a race
Victims, brains, pupil and membrane, crow funnel
Like a thief drags your thoughts dexterously
For each button on the console, Putin's plan Vovka
Durite foam, the audience is like a prisoner
Examples of washing have seen unforgettable
Carriers of infection, the noses of viewers
Teleekstazom puchit like an orgasm
Brains are clogged to the brink of a lie from the warehouse
KGB with home delivery
Like the whole system, the TV is under the control of all sorts of crooks
Under the sheep's outfit a bloodthirsty predator climbs up from the screen
The Sabbat of the Witches and the demonic bachelor party.

Blood, violence, debauchery there is no end
It opens the chest of the dead man
On the brains of the masses lies lies like pollen
It opens the chest of the dead man
Where the souls are burned, hearts are cut out
It opens the chest of the dead man
Fish from the head and home from the porch
It opens the chest of the dead man

Four people on the dead man's chest
We will never bow down like a sheep
I never thought that the beginning of the end was near
For many children, the screen replaced his father, with the shadow from his face
Street against poison, with teletyagles end
They showed how he drank wine,
And someone looked and he likes it
And then there was another drunk and drunkard

Meat grinder personality, these broadcasts, broadcasts
Enrich society with counterfeit things
Plane format 4 by 3 beats from the inside
Look deeper or do not look at all.
It is thoughtless to live useful for the nervous system
Chest just solves such problems
Around the clock gives joy and sows panic.
So change the batteries in your flashlight
Seven Think Before You Believe Once
And do not hang on this
I hope that the conscience will wake up with the rulers of the world
Finally, they will repair the filter for airtime
In the meantime, I am in this promising expectation
Keep brothers and sisters, and less scolding.

Blood, violence, debauchery there is no end
It opens the chest of the dead man
On the brains of the masses lies lies like pollen
It opens the chest of the dead man
Where the souls are burned, hearts are cut out
It opens the chest of the dead man
Fish from the head and home from the porch
It opens the chest of the dead man