Текст песни Ярослав Гаврылюк - Последняя шутка Духа Времен

He's like no one organism
In his veins the blood of the engine oil is not
His body is a continuous mechanism
Heart no he does not remember what love is
He probably gave the soul
Under layers of armor he had only metal
In humans, it is only the fear caused
After all, his smile as the fangs

Etc.
Long ago, the rocks
The young watchmaker died
His spirit of the times met
He promised him immortality
And he said that the spirit was very tired
His strength gave him
But when in the forth to nowhere
Over watchmaker laughed.

It was possible to know the hunger
Once inside the body became decay
And in order to force her to make up
Time various criminals began to devour
I realized why laughing
The spirit of the times on it then among the rocks
Having drunk his first full scum
Suddenly realized that the taste of the time - viscous mud.

Etc.

And once a century later
He sated life times and then
He found himself a rest among the rocks
Without trying to go back to eat in the city
It's pointless to go on the mountains
And increasingly, he heaved his eyes to heaven
From the snow an arm
Barely alive, he pulled out a watchmaker ...

Etc:)