Forward, Russia!
Spring Is a Condition
ThisIsThe endOf your life [become backing vocals for next section]We all liveIn hostels that mirror our fearEach face a portal to nothingOr everything depending on resting on circumstanceThe chances of knowingJust what standard of silenceYou can expect to receiveNo discontentment will be voiced or renderedWhen we allBleed in the nightBleed in the nightBleed in the night by ourselvesSpring is such a painfully deceptive timeEveryone's got some problems to hideIn the lives they leadSpring is a christmas time awayIt seems we've all got hands to begWe are spinning liesSongtexteApril is drippingA spawn soaked in mucousAs May accelerates hereYes April is drippingAnd standards are slippingIn the land of the devotedThis is a standard of silenceThat you can expect to receiveTrue discontentment will blur with our leisureWhen we allBleed in the nightBleed in the nightBleed in the night through ourselvesAs God turns awayAs God turns awayWe are becoming devoted childrenWe are set in our waysYes as God turns awayAs God turns awayWe are becoming devoted childrenAnd I am becoming like all good childrenYes we are becoming devoted childrenWe are set in our waysAs God turns awayThen this is a standard of silenceThat you can expect to receiveAll discontentment reduced and surrenderedSub-parityThey are bleeding the nightBleeding the nightBleeding the night for themselves
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