Vārdi: Red Tape. Stalingrad.

I got this sickness chilling in me
Drives me like a Russian tank
Disruptive actions, burned obstructions
Walls desecrated

I couldn't stop it 'cause I don't know
How to peacefully fight to be free
You must be some kind of a genius
Your carelessness, I can see

I couldn't stop it 'cause I don't know
How to peacefully fight to be free
You must be some kind of a genius
You're desecrated

The social casualties surrounding me
I must survive this fate
Ephedrine dosage every hour
Self desecrated

I couldn't stop it 'cause I don't know
How to peacefully fight to be free
You must be some kind of a genius
Your carelessness I can see

I couldn't stop it 'cause I don't know
How to peacefully fight to be free
You must be some kind of a genius
You're desecrated

There's no reflection
Just shadows of our lost convictions
Let's constructivism reign
Hacked transmission, rebellion remains

I couldn't stop it 'cause I don't know
How to peacefully fight to be free
You must be some kind of a genius
Your carelessness I can see

I couldn't stop it 'cause I don't know
How to peacefully fight to be free
You must be some kind of a genius
You're desecrated

No sleep 'til Stalingrad
No sleep 'til Stalingrad
No sleep 'til Stalingrad
No sleep 'til Stalingrad