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In Russia, it became difficult to live, as the church became at the helm,

Rubbed to people air, carrying absurd nonsense,

Rowing a shovel Millions, no ruble is paid in the treasury.

We live in the era of technologies,

We want to fly we uncharted the worlds!

And greedy pop with a huge belly,

I decided that people need a temple.

Ass worldly life to taste

Ikra, currency, Mercedes,

nothing "holy" is not deprived

He shouts to everyone, Christ is risen!

Many have this bearded hypocrite in honor,

He loves fools to produce more than

Well, he gave him Volodya Putin,

Having created the program of the temple ...

Maybe we were able to close your eyes on it,

On this nonsense, hypocrisy and lies ...

But we will not close the eyes on the anger of those

Who for insieves is ready to plant people on the knife.

After all, faithfuls are noses in "other people's dirty panties",

Then they bark dogs that this stench insults.

They forgot where their angle, forgot where to cope with the need.

And sow creatures where it fell, their ignorance, cruelty and hostility.

You are praying that I am a traitor that the homeland without a church is not to stand. This is the Russian means Orthodox, and the atheist almost fucking. But you are essentially the same people, you sin as and we, you all forgive everyone, and who without Faiths are from Satan ...!?

The story has a property to repeat,

We are atheism we destroy miracles,

We will win, and we will see in half!

How Ryasochi Pop will go to the forest ...