ZLATKA RAGE - Iron Liver | Текст песни

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Every filthy hour,
Every minute on this rotting Earth
We got proud of the ancient power,
That is given since the very birth.

In the name of our yesterday's glory
we shall drink cup by cup to the last.
In the name of the cheerful future
We shall drink even more, the die is cast.

We're blessed by Iron Liver
And Nastoyka fills our hearts
Agricultural alco-fever
The drunk legions are ready to come...To your house!!!

Around this Holy Idol
Our Nation reunites.
We have no need in Bibles -
The heart is full of Might.

We need no modern weapons,
No democratic shit.
Being blessed by booze breath power
We'll drop our foes to pit.

Iron Liver!
Nothing can stop us!
Iron Liver!
Nastoyka sanctified!

Iron Liver!
Nothing can stop us!
Iron Liver!
Death or independence!

Much we've drunk, the more is waiting
Holy Bottle's call at night
Dear friend, you're done? НАЛЕЙТЕ!
We'll move out for the final fight.

We don't care for consequences,
We know better what is best.
Behind Iron Liver's fences
Our long-expected rest

Awaits...

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