Текст песни DistrictX - Нет здесь места слабым

There is no place here for the weak, no principles, no ideas
Was yesterday my brother was free was a.
Today TV scored by shit on your head
He showed where good and evil, ordering only believe "Him."
What would you not go to the window, while the scum sells country.
What is today your life are? What told a news channel?
Recognize and find the enemies! Amid its own, so that you have searched

Rivers of tears yet to be shed in this silly, relentless war.
Hundreds of bodies martinet that is not killed, how you talk,
Being away. As touches the struggle - shells of castles,
The fire houses, and lead rains.
You will not find a place for the faint of sheep that were so similar to normal people.

There is no place here for the weak -
Life is a cruel game.
Sheep wolf, not a friend,
A familiar food!