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I present to you the extracts from the texts of the last album, "It Doesn't matter who is at the helm" of Decl aka Le Truk. Draw your own conclusions ...

Blue red lights
[Verse 1 # Decl]
# Organized crime groups in the Kremlin, organized crime groups washes lave
# FSB roofs, covers # MVD ...
... Airplanes, trains, trucks, seaports
Traffic is controlled by swamp boys
Pounds, euros, bucks deducted from the cash register
Half for the common fund, half for the slacks ...
... Blue-Red Alliance crushes dissent
Hand washes, but remains dirty ...
... Blue-red lights - an occasion for paranoia
Everyone knows that for them ordinary people are slops
Hand washes a hand. Know how much it costs
Everyone in the city of sins milks someone's cow ...
[Verse 2 Decl]
... Don’t ask questions - questions are angry with their bosses
You better hawai stuffing, work, waste babosy
Moderate your needs, make contributions more often ...
... Mandates, xivas, crusts, cocaine peas
Baths, yachts, little girls, the leader of the photo on the shelf ...
Usurpers plan
[Verse 1 Decl]
Theater of the absurd reached its climax
Control over consciousness in the hands of the hypocrites
Lamps, cockades, fighters in the belts
Lumpen * parade, for loyal Chaldeans
* (Lumpen - declassed elements, people without social roots, a code of ethics, ready to recklessly obey the strong, that is, who currently have real power)
 
Brains flowed behind the cordon
Whores were left to drink Don Perignon
# Thief, controls a thief
Understandings are zero, but for them it's normal
Not a country, but a madhouse
We are zombified at night, zombified by day
Kindergarten where all things are upside down
Where sits on the throne, in the mask of a clown dwarf
(Chorus Decl)
Usurpers Plan - Milking Us Like Cows
Forever change places
They don’t need people, they need more slaves
Before them so that we creep
Everyone who is against, to prison, but better in a coffin
Lock and not buzz
The letter of the law breaks people
Forgetting the covenant of the tablet
 
(Verse 2 Decl)
When the stars in the eyes, and cotton wool in the ears
It's hard to see and hear reality
If you squeeze a little, inspiring everyone with fear
Power loses its relevance
In zero gravity it’s hard to build a foundation
Almost impossible
If every second asks for a fat rollback
And the profit is essentially insignificant ...
 
... Oil and gas sector, all hands in the blood
And the country is on autopilot
Limited circle of monkeys
With a distorted worldview
Blindly attracted to alpha males
Repeating their body movements