Монолог Роршаха - 13 октября 1985 г - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Rorschach's Diary October 12, 1985 dog souls in an alley in the morning, tire tracks on a torn belly. This city is afraid of me, I saw its true face, the streets are a continuation of the sewers, and the drains are filled with blood, and when the drains are completely clogged, all this scum will begin to melt, when the accumulated dirt of lust and murder foams up to their waists, all the whores and politicians will look up and scream “save us”, and I will whisper in response “NO” Now the whole world is on the edge, looking down into the damn inferno, all these liberals, intellectuals, sweet-voiced talkers and for some reason suddenly no one knows what to say. This terrible city is underground it screams like a slaughterhouse full of mentally retarded children, and the night stinks of fornication and a bad conscience.