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ÁÎÉÍß ÍÎÌÅÐ ÏßÒÜ / BOYNYA NOMER PYAT'/ SLAUGHTERHOUSE-FIVE/ Discography 2005-2008: Boynya nomer 5 - 2005 - "Zhizn po shablonu" demo 01 - boynya nomer 5 - 2005 - delai chto hochesh [do what you want] 02 - boynya nomer 5 - 2005 - ubei radi raya [kill for heaven] 03 - boynya nomer 5 - 2005 - zhizn po shablonu [life by design] 04 - boynya nomer 5 - 2005 - v kazhdom serdce voyna [war in every heart] 05 - boynya nomer 5 - 2005 - prazdnik vyrozhdenya [celebration of degeneration] Boynya nomer 5 - 2007 - from "Altar' deviatsyi" demo 06 - boynya nomer 5 - 2007 - voyna s samim soboy [war against oneself] 07 - boynya nomer 5 - 2007 - militsioner [militiaman] Boynya nomer 5 - 2007 - from split w. Ubiytsy Bukv 08 - boynya nomer 5 - 2007 - triumf rabov [triumph of the slaves] 09 - boynya nomer 5 - 2007 - prestupnost ne imeet nazionalnosty [criminality has no nationality] Boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - "Vse protiv vseh" demo 10 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - vse protiv vseh [all against all] 11 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - ubey dlya rossii [kill for russia] 12 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - navstrchu bezumiyu [to the madness] Boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - "Voruy vmesto bomb" demo 13 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - intro 14 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - na samoe dno [to the very bottom] 15 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - poteryanniy ray [paradise lost] 16 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - nikakoy pol'zy [no use] 17 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - napadenie monstra [monstrous attack on the two-fingered individual] (by Oblachniy Kray '1985) 18 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - voruy vmesto bomb [theft not bombs] (anti-shoplifting song) 19 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - altar' deviatsiy [the altar of deviations] 20 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - final Boynya nomer 5 - 2007 - from "Altar' deviatsyi" demo 21 - boynya nomer 5 - 2008 - delai chto hochesh (version 2000) [do what you want] 2 tracks from 2008 - "Voruy vmesto bomb" demo THEFT NOT BOMBS when my empty proletarian stomach gets really sad without food i walk into a supermarket with an honest face and bravely sneak past the security guards rich pigs return what you owe from now on my slogan is "theft not bombs" even when i'm free i dream of gaol anarchy is mother and thief-in-law* is father i'm a friend of the poor and the enemy of capital i don't want to work anywhere any more i'm an anarchist after all, my hobbyhorse is propaganda and i'm teaching you all in my songs think, flock of a simple thing our enemy is the state our way is theft even when i'm free i dream of gaol anarchy is mother and thief-in-law is father ------ * - thief-in law (Russian: "vor v zakone") is a skilled individual, particularly a thief, within the Russian criminal world who satisfies certain requirements of the Russian criminal traditions and are similar to the "Cosa Nostra" in Italy. NO USE The humanity resembles cockroaches to me All the people run around, whirling up the trash They broke mirrors scared of their imperfections They're useless for nature, they're only a burden The humanity resembles cockroaches to me It's everywhere and it lays eggs all around Hungry larvas cry for manna from heaven But you shouldn't give them anything, or else they'll bite off your fingers The humanity resembles cockroaches to me It feasts on the bones, growing fat from gluttony It seems to have immunity for every venom But I poison it again with bravery and persistence ---- approximate translation of Boynya Nomer Pyat - Life by Design (demo 2005) Do What You Want (It's Your Choice) It was you, who gave birth to this everlasting source of problems. You could become somebody, but will be nobody. Do whatever you want. It's your choice. Open your eyes and look at yourself. All the problems are inside. You could be a better person, But there's doubt that you'll want to. Fear of changes is like a barrier, like a guardian You are afraid of yourself, but all the fears are just a mirage You can be better. It's your choice. Kill For Heaven The morning comes and your mood is terrible Your inner world has been threatened again Kill for money Kill for a fix Youòre shifting from neurosis to psychosis And once again an illusion runs up your vein Kill for a fix Kill for money Your body is being broken by jaw vice Your world is half decomposed So kill for Heaven Kill for Hell Life by Design Move in a flock Act with the herd Don't have to think for yourself Think rationally - According to common laws It's so easy To live by design There's no choice There's no will The world is on its knees Everything is under control. Individuality has been banished People are being made with a stencil A new order A new phase Death and life on a command But society of clones Believes in freedom They like to live In a world of design War In Every Heart It's not hard for us to kill in order to fill our stomach. All mankind lives with such goal. Those who are weak will perish. Civilization falls into abyss of animal instincts Faster and faster, For our motto is : Kill those who are weak There's war in every heart. Blur in our eyes, The motto of a sewer ditch is that : Those who are stronger - are the right ones. Celebration of Degeneration Celebration of degeneration, Triumph of the shadows The world of degenerates - Has taken over And now there's night everywhere Now thereòs darkness everywhere There's evilness and fear Genocide of the innocents, Death of the unarmed Brains on the walls Guts are spilling out Now there's death everywhere There's blood everywhere There's Hell and pain Marionettes pull their own strings Their only motivations are to kill and consume Almost all their thoughts are about filling their stomachs Propaganding regress, the whole world goes to the death row |