Papers Please! - Moscow Death Brigade

Wrong place of birth, wrong papers, wrong accent

«Your presence here is unacceptable accident»

They turn backs on them, puppetry level’s excellent

They’re spitting lies in their eyes and never hesitate

You know what I’m saying, it’s time to spare your prayers

They look the other way for terrorists, smugglers and slavers

But if you’re running for your life, trying to escape the slaughter

They’ll let your wife die and feast on your sons and daughters

Poison the water, the feast of legalized murder

Their lies about human rights don’t cost a quarter

They bomb your home, let the beast roam, close the border

And feed the world another tale by double-tongued reporter

Forward to the past, can I ask?

Do you remember

How the allies were sending people back to gas chamber?

Beware the beast, at least you know what to expect

The circle closes and the history repeats itself

Papers, please!

They get you on your knees

Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas

Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?

We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees

The circle closes and the history repeats itself

Like 80 years ago abandoning those to the death

Who happened to be born on the wrong side of the fence

Ignoring obvious atrocities and cries for help

Not all was apathy — fallacy, lost humanity

Progressive wanna-be society begets another malady

No remedy, humanitarian calamity

Another people denied the right to live with vanity

Another Human race catastrophe

Another instance of entitled masses showing lack of empathy

Authorities are waging war, you people lie in idleness

Refuse to take responsibility for leaders' violence

Communities of hypocrites reveal their rotten values

«Civilized world» devoid of basic principles of kindness

Close minded, close the borders: entry denied

The price of economic comfort is their innocent lives

Papers, please!

They get you on your knees

Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas

Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?

We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees

Face the facts, no thanks, «Your passport lacks stamps

Please go back for war, torture and the death camps»

Join the ranks, labeled as illegal people

Cursed by those who suck blood from golden calf’s nipple

Broken families, tragedies, who the devil is

They put another spiked wall on the land they’ve seized

Barbed wire, peace expires, lost evidence

Infection of the whole soul, unknown genesis

Papers, please!

They get you on your knees

Straight face, race to the death, Deaf to your pleas

Who’s the real illegal people, who’s the real disease?

We’re all immigrants, We’re all refugees