Текст песни Ted Kaczynski - Чёрная масть

Bad luck puts shackles
in the hands of those who lived beyond the norm .
Splits in the fate of the northern forests ,
He writes blue shoulders.
Shaves his head full of suffering ,
He puts on his knees in front of a herd of pigs.

Crowd betrayed into the hands of the executioners .

never work , to deny everything -
harsh rules , a black suit.