Lyrics:
In The dusty Kiev streets it is deadly fucking grey,And the voices on the radio all speak of prophesy...But the wormwood in the air left a bitter taste in my mouth...So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve...I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbyeBecause it's just like Babi Yar,It's just like Holodomor,Again they'll turn our land of dreamsInto a continental boneyardIn The dusty Kiev streets today it is deadly fucking grey...So I drink to our legacy, take the poison or starve...I kiss my love with strontium lips, and then I kiss my ass goodbyeBecause it's just like Babi Yar,It's just like Holodomor,Again they'll turn our land of dreamsInto a continental boneyard