Второй эшелон [Vtoroi eshelon] [English translation]

The fearsome echo of a blindfolded execution [by firing squad]

Hands behind his back, heart in a bucket

The dark well of a sinful body

A vile victory's drunken core

And somewhere nearby

Concealed by the fog of gut feelings

And sewing on patches

Is the blessed forehead of tomorrow's bullet

Strange games of pimply faces

A crown of thorns of the chosen will

In blurry army coats without signs of differences

The dead believe in a happy ending

And in the transparent dirt

Vulnerably laughing in the ditch

With wheels pointing up

Is the second echelon [army plane formation] of our sold out faith

Hostile whirlwinds spin above us

Dark forces viciously oppress us

We have entered a fatal battle with our enemies

And that's the reason for all our excuses

In the dirt up to our throats

Betraying each other and wheezing with our lungs

We devour

The mournful meat of soundless times

The prideful meat of soundless times

The mournful meat of soundless times

• Artist:Grazhdanskaya Oborona
• Album:Все идёт по плану