And I'm building an ark, I don't care about your check
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Here no one values anything but paper
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It's full of bastards, prosecutors and doctors
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In the temple, you counted the profits from the sale of candles
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I don't know what Adam found in the garden
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But during my lifetime, it's like I'm in hell myself
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And instead of schools we build barracks again
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It's tougher in my country than in Iraq
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In the race for time, I fell out of the stirrup for a year
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20-17, we live according to the laws of the tribe
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Here they hit on the crown and punch in the pockets
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Roman has cancer for eight years, but drug addicts are alive
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And this world is completely unfair,
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But I'm sure not everyone got bored
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I invite everyone to a modest judgment night
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Everyone who is with us raise our hands
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This hall is my ark
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Each of our people is the rarest species
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I will never betray
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My brothers, in whom love and faith live
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While the devils are spinning the oars on the galleys
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This hall is my ark
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Each of our people is the rarest species
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I will never betray
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My brothers, in whom love and faith live
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While the devils are spinning the oars on the galleys
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The planet is spinning, the population is growing
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And eight billion wants to eat
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Instincts conquer the mind, the hour of the mind has expired
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And soon these empty souls will come for their own
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I'm not a prophet, crossed the threshold
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All life is bad luck, but there are hundreds of roads
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And among all these animals I believe in humanity
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Everything is fleeting, only energy gives us eternity
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I am the same beast with domineering instincts
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I am selfish and I fight for a piece
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And I do not build ideals, in vain
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I am the same player in this life,
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But I'm looking for my way and harmony
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Trying to wake up the crown of evolution
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And to be honest, I've been chasing half my life
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To know the Creator of the constitution
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This hall is my ark
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Each of our people is the rarest species
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I will never betray
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My brothers, in whom love and faith live
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While the devils are spinning the oars on the galleys
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This hall is my ark
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Each of our people is the rarest species
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I will never betray
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My brothers, in whom love and faith live
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While the devils are spinning the oars on the galleys
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This hall is my ark |