Текст песни Astenix - Вонзая нож в живое сердце

Come on, tell me what you feel,
Sticking a knife into the heart of a living ...
It looks like nothing but darkness, emptiness
You cebe not leave, becoming a craftsman murder.

What are you thinking, tearing flesh
His greedy teeth?
Oh joy fill your stomach?
You look like a beast with empty eyes ...

What do you think, turning life into a commodity?
Are you set up to dispose of it?
Having lost the moral, sold their souls
Hoping for more capital to keep up ...

Devotees eyes filled with tears,
helpless trembling body ...
Well, people revel in the authority?
On the palate, you kind of violence? ..

Chorus:
If animals could talk,
They would have told you about my pain!