Predchuvstvie Grazhdanskoj vojny (translation) 歌詞

When you stand by a hungry wall When a noose shines in place of the sun When you see night in your own eyes When your hands are ready for peril When birds are teething early in the spring When a storm boils over the soul When untruth croaks of betrayal And brakes screech of love When those, in whom you believed, have gone far away And their movements cannot be perceived And at a dank and ungodly hour some wretched scum Engraves into your chest The premonition of a civil war When clouds are below the knees When on the teeth are chunks of the tongue When the nation votes for blood When loneliness burns you down to a crisp When the word "faith" feels like a knife When books and bells melt When suicide is the most honorable thing When instead of rhythm there is only anxious trembling And in a shining temple spirits of the saints Are telling you that the church is not you Why do you sing when instead of death You have only obscene dreams? The premonition of a civil war When black wind tears at the sails Light of projectors spits pain in the face Revolution without victims is a worthless lie Hear the bleating hearts of those who are fleas When Nature bursts and boiling filth Sets aflame the skies that are plummeting down Anti-Utopia on a rusted horse Will hide the graves, tired of waiting When the word "music" is… When the word "music" is… Premonition