Мasquerade
This ugly moprho looking
And twice as ugly to ones' ears word
Marks our present the meanest situation
In our dusty sinful people's world
Stop singing
Stop dancing
Stop any fairy-jolly festive making
Stop, think it over, stop, think it over, stop!
Listen to any radio station
Watch any and whatever tv channel
Everywhere they require to wear those f.cking masks
That is supposedly the uppest, the most important, wisest even, of all our tasks
The ugliest masquerade of all is on, and ahead
The masquerade of all that was Forever pathalogically coming
From that of rich and bad
The masquerade of dirty stuffs
The satanic sign
Of meanest thefts and lies
The masquerade
Which from
Civilization's dusk this
Will soon very
Down goes, hell to
Happily and humanely
Somehow; wait only
And, please, believe
For sure!
Out! Dies!