Tuhat kuolemaa [English translation]

With our wits frozen

we are drifting or a nail in the head

on a rowboat

with one oar, before the storm

We aren't digging gold from the soul now

We won't whisper when it's time to shout

More blood and a new war on top

More blood and more provocation

Who wants and has to and can live

when it's raining dust of the churchyard

Why it is so hard to understand

that silence isn't gold

The opera of poor

In there we arrived, humbly crawling

The lords are singing,

laughing and humping our women

I'm trying to overcome money and evil here

But I will always see; they're misleading the foolish

More shit in the pants, a new war

Shit and more provocation

Who wants and has to and can live

when it's raining dust of the churchyard

Why it is so hard to understand

that silence isn't gold

The teller of truth talks and doesn't care

even if there's hundred deaths of a man

I will leave thousand deaths behind me and take

thousand deaths to halfway

• Artist:Kotiteollisuus
• Album:Maailmanloppu