Текст песни The Gash

the dirty town casts a cloud on us.
a blanket of smog like a sword of Damocles.
mechanical moves. people cannot smile.
Forcing my way through streets.
leaving this monotony for a while.
we pile up money. we love our cars.
perverted age. we need our wars.

consumption, selfishness and hate.
we will never learn.
stupidity, decay, lack of restraint.Absurd Minds - The Gash - http://ru.motolyrics.com/absurd-minds/the-gash-lyrics.html
we annihilate ourselves.

the civilisation is an experience,
a learning process.
but it's a trap. can you stop turning round the key
and spitting out the exhaust fumes ?
if a sore bursts open you concentrate on it.
but do you know - we are this gash.

people speak to god, most people speak to god
only in their final hour.