Our factories - make the weapon Our mothers - give rise to murderers Games and films - in us awake animals The society compels - to hate similar
Great powers to wallow in fire We will choke in brotherly blood Our bodies will decay in a heap in the field And all for the sake of the dictator and its glory
All our history – history of wars and death All our life – aspiration to ruthless fight By means of belief in god – we lose fear to death You that we turn – to real murderers
Great powers to wallow in fire We will choke in brotherly blood Our bodies will decay in a heap in the field And all for the sake of the dictator and its glory
Ourselves not the right to change our life Our society forces to trust in aggression Hunger, destruction, death – directs at us fear But our fear only feeds dictators and their power
Great powers to wallow in fire We will choke in brotherly blood Our bodies will decay in a heap in the field And all for the sake of the dictator and its glory