Cripple Bastards все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I look in her eyes, i see the walls of this city - i hate her
Socially dominant, a female corpse kept alive by rules - i hate her
Avid, spoilt, majesty in a little puddle of piss - i hate her
Blocks our freedom with asphalt, infects our blood with morals - i hate her
She went to the butcher’s and bought 2 kg of blood-stenching meat
I hate her

She attended mass and bought god’s mercy: “charity & love”

Who has decided this way?
I can't scream ..>>.. stuck-throat.
A natural image - a stabbing pain in my sad soul.
Two separated warm hands, then a look behind a pane,
Then a wet presence on my face,
Then the silence of my narcotic world ...

Who has decided this way?