Mulling over Anaesthesia Lyrics

Trotsky never happened,
Look at the ice-pick hitting thin air.
But what was Josef really after,
would his inner thoughts have turned to public laughter?

WHO KILLED KIROV?
SHE KILLED KIROV
THEY KILLED KIROV
GOD KILLED KIROV
THAT'S WHY HE IS DEAD!

Tonight he's alone with his visions of third Rome
'cause his friends have gone away.
Some by themselves, some requiring some help,
none deceased from old age.
If he feels like sending some people to camps - let him have it his way.
An extraordinary genius can't always behave like him being full age.

The underdog's master,
father of all workers, parent of the year.
But who was he to rape this land?
For us not to know, but the little girls understand.

WHO KILLED KIROV?
SHE KILLED KIROV
THEY KILLED KIROV
GOD KILLED KIROV
THAT'S WHY THEY'RE ALL DEAD!

Tonight he's alone with his visions of third Rome
'cause his friends have gone away.
Some by themselves, some requiring some help,
none deceased from old age.
If he feels like sending som children to death, then I think it's okay.
There's a Napoleon in every block, let them all have it their way.