обет гнусного молчания - икона в углу
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The icon in the corner has disappeared
There are still no bottles along the walls
I remember what dad said
At the most terrible moment

It would be better if you were not born
Left in the eggs
When I strangled you, I got scared
When he wheezed, he thought he would lay back
I defended myself from attacks for a long time
But even buddha
Even a Buddha will get fucked one day
And he will throw the drunken father to the floor
I didn’t even cry then, which is surprising
Of my sentimentality
Even noise ms might be jealous
And he didn't have an alcoholic father
Unlike thin me

The icon in the corner has disappeared
There are still no bottles along the walls
I remember what dad said
At the most terrible moment

How strange, every trip to the bathroom
Accompanied by flashbacks from that night
It was very difficult to cum from such crap
When you remember a fat carcass
In a shabby blue robe
It falls involuntarily
Everything is dripping from the sky, not a single tear
A picture before my eyes
Where am I between separate
Bathroom and toilet
I'll fuck my father with my foot
Saying terrible things

The icon in the corner has disappeared
There are still no bottles along the walls
I remember what dad said
At the most terrible moment

VSJ - what country do we live in?
Who is surprised by the drunken schizo father?
In 18 years this was the first time
I managed to fight back
For once it was me who was fucking, not me.
Yes, your humble servant is screwed up
And I'm not ashamed to take the fuck
Especially for a woman or for a market
But when you fuck people
This is a completely different category
Fuck how scary
Discover your dark side
With sadistic tendencies

The icon in the corner has disappeared
There are still no bottles along the walls
I remember what dad said
At the most terrible moment

Almost a year has passed since those events
I forgave the idiot father and forgot
About his rotten market
It’s easier to live when you don’t hold grudges
I'll tell you - violence is bullshit.
Tell that to the skins
Tell that to the mountain fighters
Tell that to the jingoists
Those who wish from the sofa
Destroy another farm
Tell that to the drunks who are pissing
Their children and wives

The icon in the corner has disappeared
There are still no bottles along the walls
I remember what dad said
At the most terrible moment