KOMANDOR
Gaps black bombs , black rock fractures
Pillar of fire boiling , emotionless grin
Faceless eyes , mad eyes
They - the dream dew, mad eyes .
Swirls black smoke bellowing breaks flurry
You - like a pilgrim , but the tidal wave
Hit the chest recoiled wave
Where to run ? Where is the way ? Where is our party ?
Melted earth melted rock
The molten metal flows as water
Molten metal ceased to be a friend
There are no friends - enemies , all that is on the way
Flee. Where to run ? Forward or backward ?
Who was I ? Who do I become one? Life does not miscalculate .
Stubbornly go away , people crumble and steel
Beat , kill, shoot, might become a legend .
Dreams become a robot , delete their traits
Erase features friends , features their love
Forget how I was , how I became
Absorb remaining strength , and through the ninth wave
Forward. Where ? Why? Through the wall ahead
Do not be intimidated by anything , and my throat the same com.
Question. One question . He rooted in the brain anxiety
After all, you can just live , to dream , to suffer , to love .
After all, you can just live vitally and easily
Dreams do not dry up , but it's all the same.
Let somebody else , and then I 'll make it
But happiness and peace I am afraid that I will not find .
Who will answer me where? Who will tell me how?
One said, " fire" , another said "fool" .
Vocals, Guitar: Pavel Stroganov
Poems: Andrew Drones
Record 1990
