Time - text

We're rolling towards the abyss
And drinking sparkling wine meanwhile
Everyone wants the biggest piece
But the world - it breaks apart

We behave like a cancer ulcer
Because we destroy the corpe
On which we exist
If we don't stop ourselves
It will collapse

Understand it's about love
You can't eat money
Break away, because else it's too late
We destroy like obsessed

Consum, that's the aim of our time
We bottle up everything
Earning money is the highest fiat
We spread stench, sorrow and death

The self-responsibility was taken from us
By a combine that calls itself church
An old man who doesn't know what's it about
Talks about things he doesn't understand

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