Текст песни Shoot on Sight - Стадо

In whose plans we were cannon fodder
You 'll die bitch in chambers with gas
In whose plans we were obedient cattle
You 'll die creature , your sentence is as follows

They are grown for slaughter , I know
Tolerance they pierce a child ,
There are already millions ,
Millions of those who still fuck

Millions of sheep - stupid herd
Nurtured under the knife for the shepherds of meat
Knife in the throat once, do not understand from what
Shepherds nurture new tribe

New cattle , eating shit , too , and all for what?

All for the sake of power blyadin

And what they did , and had lived his years
Besides that become resources of power ?
All-just six, card deck
Gave their lives for the good leaders