TRANSLATION:

Bones:
Forget everything you knew about us
Twins on the tracks, dilemma for the facts
Your preference was crystal clear
Its like I remove the devil with a crux
This is the first act, taking shots at the watchtower
Targeting the heart and the brain from the radio
Stick a leaflet on the wall
Play darts with every random MC
Enter the stadium and burn the fucker down like Bradford
While I am writing a tragedy
Ignoring the consequences like the cinema
So it is logical that I act from within the grave that terrifies the citizen
He would be very lucky to escape my grasp
While third parties are looking for my failure

Both:
We bring the judgement
So our music returns to where it belongs
Secrets of a different vibe
Like a dive into the fire from the edge of a cliff

Ksorki:
We interweave taboo words
From the snare to the kick bringing the dopeness
The deal that will always open the mind’s 4th chamber
In the midst of the panic crisis
A twisted nature in a perverted flight
And while I am falling I will aim to explode in the centre of the temple

Both:
Disseminated everywhere like the bird flu
The agony of the times in the spit of lyricists
Signals of ceremonies and revolutions
The horror of the bourgeoisie in a musical flesh
The terrorists against record labels are here
Your co-travelers that you didn’t notice as the years went by
Deconstructing the fallacies of views
Immigrants of the 7 seas
Following the pathways of migrating birds
Above oceans of drownings and shameful border policies, we break the net

Ksorki:
A pen that shoots shells in the gut like lead
So much that the pressure in my chest strangles your throat
A source of conflict- a torrent that spits venom- I set up experiments fit for Erebus
And discharges anyone who pollutes the genre

Bones:
Permanently on your memory like an illegal proclamation
Trampling on the demand- cause of commotion behind their backs-
Pressure for a polemical poetry
A bomb that made the news- already faced with a solution, you turn to mimicry
A rite of passage with mature intellect- checkmate!

Both:
It’s the Habitus, the factor that weighs their mistakes
The bad trip to their pills
A forecast of cataclysms in scriptures
The awakening of the Animus through songs
Vibrations from hell
Uplifting consciousnesses from the mud like Jason’s crops

Bones:
Keep your suffering close like a bad exchange, for every baptism in the sea
The tongue rages in between
Gold in my hold but my sails are torn in half when the wind blows to sail
A storm
I scream ‘onward’ while grasping at the wheel, mesmerised forever by the Midas touch
My second nature became as vital to my life as a ray of sunlight
And so discovery lies in the horizon

Both:
The nightingale sings in the worst fears
A habitus that emerges from the laws of the ash
If we hide worlds within us, we externalise universes
Rare gems hidden inside the texts
Undead twitches from the changes over the years
Like a bridge that connects what passed and what is to come
A dual-featured crew, a swarm on the soundwaves
Synthesising the impossible, nothing similar exists