Canvas Of History — текст песни (Comecon)

Concrete turns moisture
Deflated tankers
Liquid steelyards
All angles collapse

And it fits into a circle that starts to revolve
From Hoover Dam to Dnyeproges all structures dissolve

ON THE CANVAS OF HISTORY
GREASY HANDS ON THE CANVAS OF HISTORY
WHEN WE HAVEN`T NOTHING UP AHEAD
BY THE GLIMMERING OF MYTHS
THE LOSERS ARE LEAD

Swirling railroads
Slackening aircrafts
And all missiles are launched
To celebrate the old days
And it fits into a box that locks without a key
That shrinks and implodes and ceases to be

ON THE CANVAS OF HISTORY...etc.

ON THE CANVAS OF FUTURE
BUY AN AD ON THE CANVAS OF FUTURE
PANIC-STRICKEN BY
THE SEARCH-LIGHTS OF FUTURE
THEY WILL CROUCH IN FEAR
AND THEN BE LEAD AWAY

Thanking you for being put to sleep
And that`s why future`s fascism will be friendly