Театр Яда - из смотрящей лазури. пустырь один-отче-ствол
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It hurts to see, it's nice to watch.
Who clearly thinks, he clearly dies.
To the rest to let blood,
On no “no” and there and there - still not.
Everything is a brilliant wasteland in the darkness. -
One-Free-barrel.
Loneliness black hair climbs along the walls
To the blondelijah, in the window of the hail -eyed.
The sky was burst.
Invisible, apparently blind,
The one that stumbles with themselves. -
Like a disgusted cat Zhmurokhmary
In the green gut of a walking tornado. -
Smerditel is sterile. -
The end of the age. -
Age of alcohol. -
centuries covered on everything, -
From the look of azure, -
From apparently outside.
Invisible, apparently strangled again. -
Ogar. -
The coming truth and the gloomy essence. -
Is it all the way to run barefoot upstairs,
deep at the bottom,
So uninterruptedly not like yourself? -
Sowing upside down above the fog ...