Psychoделик - Кукушонок
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Kukushonok

The doom of the world forced me to go out with a hood
The cuckoo is not ridiculous if it comes out with a knife
Small eyes of a bird of prey will find a mouse
From his peak steep, everyone runs with shortness of breath

You hear
With what soft sound the fabric is torn
Breathing
They will stop recognizing you
Over
The voice in my head says
quiet
In the middle of the road there is only one
Survived

Chorus
As if I'm cutting out
I dig a hole for myself
I put the body to sleep young so

In the Lullaby of the Earth
From sin so clean
I'm sure you wake up
With a pure soul

And here is a disheveled body with a rose on the sidewalk
And then in the morgue of the doctor as a mosaic collected
They did not find the heart, questions, mats - spells
As well as the kidneys, the liver, it is like food

But the morgue is constantly clogged with bodies
Only after all, all the evidence has gathered somewhere
And the fact that I am one of the pathologists
Nobody will guess ..
.. and does not know ...