1. NORMALIZACE

Your principles stink,
As night tram on friday evening.

Crowds of slaves released into the city
Spinning wheels of economy.

Collar is not enough, so you have a basket over your handle.
In the spasm of St. Vitus's dance, you're licking your boss's Scrotum.

The development plan won't help, maybe help
Shoot people in the office.

Tradition of silence, tradition of cops.
Songs by Karl Kryl, songs by Karl Gott.
Standardization.

Your values stink, like a late friday night tram journey.

Mobs of slaves released into cities powering
The cogs of economy.

Leash is no longer enough, muzzle is what you get. Sucking Your boss’s
Balls, caught in the ecstatic trance
Of the St. Vitus dance.

Development plan will not make things better ,
Maybe a mass office shooting would.

The tradition of silence, the tradition of cops.
Songs of Karel Kryl and songs of Karel Gott.
Normalization.


2. V RASELINE

Licensed products, tolerated clones,
The mentality of servants,
While it's time to have fun.

What hell will seize will not return.
Even defective parts have their place,
We are a landfill potential, imperfectly utilized.

But our time comes, we lower our heads,
Shut the mushrooms, sooner or later.

Licensed products , approved clones,
Mentality of a servant.
Let the youth go wild while they still can.

Hell never gives back what it has taken.
Even faulty products have their place,
We are the scrapheaps
Of potential, unfulfilled.

But sooner or later our time will come and we will bow
Our heads and shut our mouths.


3. JEZOVINA

Alone on the road, darkness inside,
Darkness outside.

The events of the gulag sound familiar,
Lost in yourself.

Sometimes it's better to get lost in the forest,
Than going on a road that is sure of you.

You fell down long.
Now you're just waiting for the pain to stop.
There's no more blood.
You're still alive.

Darkness inside you. Darkness around you.
You are on this journey alone.

Lost within your thoughts,
Stories of Gulag begin to sound familiar.

Sometimes , wandering in the woods
Is better then walking the path where certainty awaits.

You have been falling down for so long.
You are just waiting for the pain to go.
You no longer bleed.
But you are still alive.


4. SILA HMYZICH PROTEINU

Seven rules to manage life,
Absolute truth for servants

Not to have my own life,
Not to have one's own will,
Not having your own goals,
Not to do unnecessary things.

Active relaxation, healthy living,
Discount is beetle flour.

Saving for retirement will not save you,
Cut with paper.
The way out leads through a bloodbath.

Seven commandments of how to live your life,
the absolute truth for the servant.

Abandon your life,
Abandon you goals,
Abandon you willpower,
Abandon everything they tell you is worthless.
Active recovery, healthy lifestyle,
The insect protein powders are on sale.

Your pension plan won’t save you.
Slice your wrists with your office papers.
Bloodbath is the only way out.