Stalingrad

I got this sickness chillin in me
Drives me like a russian tank
Disruptive actions
Burned obstructions
Walls desecrated

I couldn´t stop it cuz I don´t know
How to peacefully fight to be free
You must be some kind of a genius
Your carelessness I can see
You´re desecrated

The social casualties surrounding me
I must survive this fate
Ephedrine dosage every hour
Self desecrated

There´s no reflection
Just shadows of our lost convictions
Llet´s constructivism reign
Hacked transmission
Rebellion remains

No sleep ´til stalingrad