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Once honor's held in high esteem

Being a knight to scary death

To die for love without whim

For women and your homeland

What the fuck's happened

All are doormats

Troth has become an abomination

Feelings - disgrace

Nobody needs:

Nobody needs divine generation

Nobody needs to look for its mate

A man wants the lust

For women - a wealth

People become

A symbol of shit -

ITS DEGRADATION!

CHORUS

Why've we lost the charity?

Why've we turned back... to the beasts?

Where's the soul? - It's rarity...

I've to say that - philia lost!

What the fuck's happened

All' bureauc-rats

Money's become a fucking salvation

The whole human race'

Begging for help:

We are the shame, godlike creation

Somebody shits

On progeny's fate

A man wants the gold

For women - a make

People become

A herd of the sheep -

ITS SOUL CASTRATION!

CHORUS

"She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meet in her aspect and her eyes

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impair'd the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o'er her face..."

CHORUS