Altairs of the liars

Kogda bogov svergali s neba,
Yarost' napolnila chrev zemli...
I, chtoby vyzhit' v yarostnom mire,
Novyh bogov lyudi priveli...

Kogda carej svergali s trona,
Dumali, rabstvo navek padet,
No vot on, moloh, zheleznoj rukoyu,
K tronu knyazya t'my vedet...

Pr-v:
O nebo, ty vidish',
Ty terpish'
Altari glupcov, lozh' slepyh bogov!
Ya znayu,
Ty skoro ruhnesh' sverhu,
I otchistish' zemlyu...
Ya ponyal...
Spit razum...
Nad mirom polchischa himer,
Kazhdaya est' zver'...
I v strahe molites' im...
Vashim mertvym bogam...

Kogda kostry v gorodah pylali,
Zhgli lyudej imenem hrista...
No bog byl nem,
On byl ne v prave?
I molcha on zakryval glaza...

I vot opyat' kostry pylayut,
Tolpy krichat:
"mel'kor akbar!"
A mudrecy "spravedlivoj" rukoyu
Snova gotovyat zloj pozhar...

Pr-v:
O nebo, ty vidish',
Ty terpish'
Altari lzhecov, vlast' gluhih bogov!
Ya znayu,
Ty skoro ruhnesh' sverhu,
Pogrebya vsyu skvernu...
Ya ponyal...
Spit razum...
Nad mirom
Legion himer,
Kazhdaya est' zver'...
V nadezhde molites'
Im...
Takim zhe kak vy!