I'm thousands of arms, I'm thousands of eyes I'm thousands of those who can sing to the sun
What's the noise? Thunder or gun clatter? Or waste-ground illuminated by single storm? Drunken rabble guided by fucking shepherd, Came as romans to my temple of soul
Go! Who just sowed wind would be reaping tempests. For the foreign kings we're building scaffolds up, For our enemies we're cutting down the caskets
Oh set me free from that kind of love
You can smash hands to bones By lecturing fools Unnamed, unknown, those who betrays Colours of fathers for straws
I'm not alone I'm thousands of arms, I'm thousands of eyes I'm thousands of those who would stand in the wall I'm thousands of those who can sing to the dawn For we are many, we are - Legion!
Говорит Москва, I'm responding Говорит Москва, Hear my thoughts Here I got another dozen of bullets For these hundreds unspeakable words