Экзема - Сирены
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Quiet ringing of lanterns to the noise of the wheels
Our whole life is slowly
A broken key lies from the door lock
I stay near the eye of a bright future

Last glass final sip
This world was too cruel
Unable to endure
With age about his youth regret

All rods are broken the handle ended
When proudly showed all their weaknesses
And you will pray for the duration of dreams
In tantrums you will break from forgotten debts

Wanting to live anew all over again
Drown by plunging into the ocean of self -deception
The system is launched with a critical error
From birth, they look at us with greedy smiles

Sleeping every native part
Who managed to suddenly separate from all the crazy
But tossing at night under a cold window
We will not find anything called the house

Syrens of ambulances cutting the night caution
Red-blue speed tact
Screws returns morphine needle to the system
Will receive the proud title of citizen

Throw people into the mixer now take Fresh now
And drink to the bottom ground bones and fragility of hope
Eyes with sadness with a desire to die faster
Decorate the cocktail in your pleasure

And you will plunge into laziness and bottomless screen
Sowing into the unprofitable in all evenings
Forgetting about the window and about everything that is behind him
You will not get rid of the efforts of routine longing

If the world is tired of immediately a glass on the table
Sending streams again to happiness
And every time there is a moan behind the moans
You remember the fall with a dreamy dream

Dreaming of a miracle, squeezing the brushes into a fist
And life will reach out of our hand and show its darkness
Having scored for a long time into the corner of empty walls
With an offended gaze, without creating a change

Capable of breathing but dead for a long time
Once he was against but now he is different
Having put up with dogs, performing their will
Open your head listen to alcohol

And now the protests are replaced
You are as tired and rotten as everyone
Not finding a waste place in the tank
You will hide all your dreams in darkness

Waiting for the last final knock
Bending at the rotten closed door
A cold blizzard will spin in the corridor
Having taken you to the world of other sensations

And someone thinks that he is all such a main
And ambulances are laid under the feet of the ladders
When he no longer woke up yesterday
Where in this world you will find at least a drop of good

Here you are confused in the lie of the web
In this omnivorous cruel routine
Where hopelessness salt is wounds
Without waiting for an answer, you will jump off the window

Screams of sadness will tear the membranes
And a lump of pessimism will dry out in the aorta
Your will to life is the basis of suffering
Continuous voltage of the phase of self -deception

Lies Sadness loss time
The desire to bang this system
The desire to just die
So that all dreams stop burning

All days as some merge at once
And the severity of all pains will not hold back the frame
In hysterics, the atoms beat inside
Friend open to the account of three

All our thoughts will close with a cage
And fabulous juice will soon flash
The charge is not enough to get out of the pit
We painted scars on the windows with fingers

Apathy and laziness is all in our apartment
And humanity of the world will never hug
Continue to wear plaster on your face
All in cracks and a place burned cigarette butt

And grandfather crying for his thoughts
That his whole life was so low
That all dreams are no more than the wind
That all his life has endured all his burden

There is not enough strength to climb the steps
Only the desire of ash to break
And smearing with mud not on purpose
Let's leave our prints on the snow

Together with the extinction of will to life
The world of phenomenon is also abolished
Dissollation occurs in nothing
And reassuring the spirit of pressure