Текст песни Агата Вакар - Лицемерие

You all have cancer of the soul.
You are really tired of me.
I want to strangle you
So you don’t look at me.
I am disgusted to listen to your howl.
Herd echoes.
Devoured one by the crowd?
Well…
You have come to success.
Hypocrisy.
 You are his retinue.
Go away!
Your card is already a bit.
There is nothing to help you.
You will not kill me
The tread of the silent crowd.
I am your judge.
Say forever your mouths.
You don't make me fall
To the hypocrisy of the altar.
It remains for you to fall at my feet - the forces are zero.
Coining my step, I walk through the crowd
Lukistov, fatfobov, ageistov.
What a rumor they begin!
A collection of false moralists.
According to them, I have to go by now
Lie in the coffin and cover with a lid.
And here I breathe, from morning to morning.
I just can’t evaporate.
With people like me, they don’t build a family.
They are not invited to the podium.
There are only such a crowd in the mud
Frantically eat.
You bite your teeth around the ring
Stench poisoning everything.
Yes, you have to be a complete fool
Not begging for mercy.
You must be able to deal with the system,
And this battle is long and terrible.
And I want to die sometimes
Under the howl of the ghouls is terrible.
But I will not give up while I'm alive.
You can’t wait for this.
I am full of strength inside.
So we will fight.