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Inbred instinct of a slave

To deify the master -

How many times has it brought

Our natoion to disaster?

History repeats itself,

New tzars are on their thrones.

Another circle of tyranny

And wars that can’t be won…

(chorus)

Wasting our lives dreaming

Of what’s beyond the border,

Moving forward, step by step

From chaos to disorder.

Cult of personality -

A nightmare we made true.

We’re our own worst enemies

In false idols we choose.

(chorus)

There is only one chance

For us all to win

(Is to) rise up from our bleeding knees

And kill the slave within!