Текст песни Materia Prima - Раб Золотых Оков

The world is your stupid and weak,
Full of gentle dreams.
You're just a slave
Golden fetters .
There can not be left behind ..
Be ready to rush ,
To sell yourself ,
Void buy.
Your life is empty and faceless ,
You're no longer a wait for miracles.
Those who sell, get cross,
They will only
Flames of Heaven , the fire of heaven .
Let the excitement in his eyes ,
And in the soul "zero" .
Again, all at the start
Preying good.
For a piece of the struggle .
Endless time.
Let your destiny
Will summarize .