A man chooses, a slave obeys

As hammer, raised upon whole planet,
Is hidden well beneath our fathers’ graves,
We crave for peace - we carefully plan it,
Then - start a war and say a million prayers.

We can’t resist a slightest urge to watch,
But do resist necessity of interference,
While twitting out nude tits or crotch,
But keep minds closed for any difference.

The reason - force beyond control of mortals,
The force, declared as our primal god:
The one that keeps all whores in brothels,
The one that gives you choice - while actually not…

We know the price, but we forgot the value
Of doubtful freedom, that was once regained,
Then - torn apart, undressed to blind you,
And after - treated like a slutty maid.

Tomorrow - as we’re worshiping fake neon idols,
Our fathers will be laughing from their graves:
When hammer strikes – explosions will be seen for miles…
Today - a man chooses, a slave obeys.

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*Англ. яз.: "человек - выбирает, раб - подчиняется".