Land

We all see black and white
When it comes to someone else's fight
No one ever gets involved
Apathy can never solve

FORCED OUT- Brave and Mighty
STOLEN LAND- They can't fight it
HOLD ON- To pride and tradition
Even though they know how much their lives are really missin'
WE'RE DISSIN THEM...

On reservations
A hopeless situation
Respect is something that you earn
Our Indian brothers' getting burned
Original American
Turned into second class citizen

Cry for the Indians
Die for...

Winter has come
And the snow’s covered the land.
All the jobs have been done
And the year’s coming to end.

Fir-tree lights are burnt
And the people are wishing for good.
All the lessons are learned,
All the values are understood.

Let the old year go away,
Let the New Year come to my land
Let the old friend never betray,
Let the new friend give me a hand.
Let the people live always in peace
Let prosperity come to their homes,
Let their kindness ever increase,
Let them see...

The sunset blazes ‘pon the vault,
This afternoon dies slowly forever,
The world is overfilled with weariness and fatigue,
Another episode of this life’s masquerade
Comes to an end…
The curtain falls…
And beauteous Agnes Adoma,
The prima donna of the opera house,
A-shining in the luster of her fame,
Leaves her beloved stage to the ovation
Of the spectators.
Her eyes! Her gorgeous green eyes!
They shine, like emeralds in the midday fire of heaven!
Her skin is white, like a snow of the...

Красавица луна
В ладье серебряного света
Плывет ко мне.
Струится с неба песни нежность.
За горизонт в неведомые земли
Птицы улетают,
И вместе с ними все мои надежды…
Так вечер жизни незаметно наступает.

* * *

SAILING THE BOAT OF SILVER LIGHT

Sailing the boat of silver light,
The moon-beauty is fast approaching me.
The sky is vibrating with sweet and melodious songs.
The birds are flying beyond the horizon
To an unknown land.
All my hopes are flying without any destination...

Любви, надежды, тихой славы
Недолго нежил нас обман,
Исчезли юные забавы,
Как сон, как утренний туман;
Но в нас горит еще желанье,
Под гнетом власти роковой
Нетерпеливою душой
Отчизны внемлем призыванье.
Мы ждем с томленьем упованья
Минуты вольности святой,
Как ждет любовник молодой
Минуту верного свиданья.
Пока свободою горим,
Пока сердца для чести живы,
Мой друг, отчизне посвятим
Души прекрасные порывы!
Товарищ, верь: взойдет она,
Звезда пленительного счастья,
Россия вспрянет...

In the town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed the sea
And he told us of his lives
In the land of submarines
So we sail up to the sun
Till we found the sea of green
And we live beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine
We all live in our yellow submarine
Yellow submarine yellow submarine
We all live in our yellow submarine
Yellow submarine yellow submarine
And our friends are all aboard
Many more of them live next door
And the band begins to play
We all live in our yellow...

Endless curse, blood runs cold
Evil stare, will turn your flesh to stone
Land of doom, world of sin
All subside, don't venture near
The island where she lives
Oh, she'll suck you in

Destroyer of life, Demon
Oh I'm ready to strike, Gorgon

Serpents bride, the end awaits
Human prey, no swords or armor
Shield you from your fate
Hey you, you can't escape
Wicked smile, full of lies
Head of snakes, approach her cave
But don't look in her eyes
Oh, her eyes

Seize, appease, deceive...

Acting like Mo Jo’s
Acting like body bagger’s
Let the bells ring
Rejoice and sing

Jim Jones, where did you come from
Jim Jones, Was it for fun
Jim Jones, That’s your name
Jim Jones, Style of death

This sects the promised land
Are you ready to all meet God?
Bart’s Killers Holding hands
Do not fight the odds
Try to make ’em sick drink up
Be merry and be dead

Murder
The Zero Hero

Some of them might get sex
together with that boring joke
Mercenaries disciples
with bibles...

Come to me my disciples
Said the stranger who came
Healed the sick fed the poor
Spread the joy and the cure

He will rule our land
With his leading hand
We'll achieve our deliverance
Is it just an illusion
Or the mass confusion
Is it just the work of the False Messiah?

Victims of mass confusion
Fools will follow this man
He leads us to destruction
Tending us to damnation

He will rule...

When the heat of the summer
Made drowsy the land,
A dragonfly come
And sat on my hand.
With it's blue jointed body
And wings like spun glass,
It lit on my fingers
As though they were grass.