Lyrics

  1. Chains
  2. Commissars | Комиссары
  3. No Man’s Land
  4. She and He

Chains

Verse I

You come at night

Kick down the door

You act like you live here

You’ve done it before

You make demands

Go through my stuff

You yank my chain

But I call your bluff

Chorus

Mama told me it’ll be alright

She can’t be right

She can’t be right           

The cage door closing,

I hear the click

It makes me sick

It makes me sick

Verse II

You take away

My freedom to speak

You leave me no chance

You think I am weak

Many mistakes

Made you so blind

The chains are breaking

I’ll handle your kind 

Bridge

The smoke of my fire

Has hit a new height

The harder you push

The stronger I fight


Commissars | Комиссары

Verse I

Молодые комиссары  | Young commissars

Не боятся войны | Don’t fear war

Среди скучных серых будней  | In the midst of boring, grey weekdays

Kрасные дни | red days

Пальцы гладят пластик кнопок | Fingers are caressing the plastic of buttons

На стене висит портрет | there’s a portrait hanging on the wall

Подмигнет и станет ясно | It’ll wink to make it clear

Нажимать или нет | To press or not to press

Chorus

Мы едины,  | We are united

К черту седины | To hell with grey hair

В ушах звуки маршей  | Sounds of marches are in our ears

В глазах призрак силы | The ghost of power is in our eyes

Вязнем в болоте | We are getting stuck in a swamp

Губы в помете | Lips covered in birds’ droppings

Тех, кто перечит | Anyone who is against us

Подстрелим на взлете | We’ll shoot them down as they take off

Verse II

Под плащом из черной кожи | Under a black leather raincoat

Гравированный топор | An engraved axe

Пусть кричат, что обнаглели | Let them yell we are no boundaries

Не пойман, не вор | You are not a thief unless they catch you

Небеса над нами плачут | Heavens are crying over us

Эй лакей, подай-ка зонт | Hey, doorman, give me an un umbrella

Разожжём костер, пусть пляшет | We’ll make а bonfire to dance around

Народ и бомонд. | For the people and showbiz

Verse III

Пожилые комиссары | Elderly commissars

Не боятся войны. | Don’t fear war

Среди скучных серых будней  | In the midst of boring, grey weekdays

Kрасные дни | red days

Пальцы гладят пластик кнопок | Fingers are caressing the plastic of buttons

На стене висит портрет | there’s a portrait hanging on the wall

Подмигнет и станет ясно | It’ll wink to make it clear

Убивать или нет | To kill or not to kill


No Man’s Land

Verse I

We were trying to convince ourselves

That we would be alright

We gave paper medals to our soldiers

Begging them to fight

Watching empty streets through shattered blinds

Fear in our eyes

Praying to Jesus and other gods alike

Chorus

Fear, fear over this land

Abandoned people living in fear 

In a god-forsaken land

Fear over this land

Abandoned people 

In a god-forsaken land

Verse II

Those of us who ventured outside

Faced execution squads

Others stayed inside and perished slowly

We’ll never know their final words

While the world watched curiously

Through the eyes of CNN

Drinking diet soda

While we met our end.

Bridge 

General said, that’s life

Ice cream for some, others die

That’s life, we have to cut our losses

Just make sure you turn away from the burning crosses


She and He

Verse I

She never felt a force so strong

He never thought It’d be so wrong

She had a simple wish to be

He knew that no one heard his plea

Chorus

She and he could be never united

She and he could be never united

She and he will always be apart

Verse II

She wanted to forget the past

He wanted to move on at last

She wanted to forget his arms

He wanted to resist her charms

Bridge

They’ll find peace in another life

He will be her husband, she will be his wife

But in this world they’ll always be apart

Two bleeding wounds, two bleeding hearts


The Worlds Collide

Verse I

West vs East

Man against Beast

Rock vs water

Fire against leaves

Everywhere I go

I see a struggle

The race to the top ain’t no cuddle puddle

Chorus

And in this race

The worlds collide

When they do, there shall be light

Verse II

Many have tried

To fix the situation

Fell on their knees

Too much temptation

Everywhere I look

I see a struggle

A race to the top ain’t no cuddle puddle

Bridge

Some day

May a child will be born

Fix our problems

Heal our scorn

Until that day

There will be trouble 

The race to the top ain’t no cuddle puddle