RENIE, Sorrend, Sedrix - Записка с историями
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I see a blade nearby, nice frames from memory
A note from a moron, spattered with someone's pulp
Tear-stained asphalt, but no traces, like a dream
But I have to run errands, I'm concrete, I could jump out the window
It's bad form to kill yourself with a farewell, a broken phone
The veins on someone's body, a fiend, cracked so cool
I laugh at how all the moments of life
A person will put into one meaningless note
Every day is a nightmare, I don't give a fuck about your reasons
A hundred names in a diary, and they all want you dead
So what's surprising if the one who died is weak
And I'll walk to his grave with my eyes closed
My skin blinds me
I'm like an epileptic
I throw ashes into the wind
I didn't become human
I didn't lose myself in delirium
Since these loops of death were enough for his guilt
But it was as if I was looking in a mirror From the other side

Under the guise of horror, singing of death
All your secrets have frozen, awaiting their moment
Obligeably flying straight into my ears
Transforming into horror that consumes you instantly
Fear's eyes are wide, but all these are emotions
After all, I have gathered my wreaths, the people who prick society
The bloodstream of the external circuit, letting me free
Floated along that red river, unable to contain the agony
I am fury itself, a rider of hell,
Death at the tip of a needle
Not an orderly, but you certainly won't escape from this ward...
Skeletons from the closet angrily shout "wait" after you
They don't forget their roots, you are not a rider, but an empty one...
Midnight on the clock, lay down your swords, cowboy
The fruits on the tree of bones and wars did not grow for you
I will satisfy your hunger from within,
Don't stand Run like a pillar.
Gasping for air,
You've driven yourself into your own monastery.
People have no hearts, they don't need them.
They're their own monsters, everyone's so soulless.
Making plans right there, strangling themselves.
But death is an art, isn't it captivating? Listen...
I'll crush your face, smiling on the screen.
They put on a mask, I'm not popular.
I want lots of views and likes on the screen.
Halloween 31, see you on the show.
Jack's Pumpkin as a crime scene witness.
Are you the Queen of Spades, or a shadow puppet?
You'll never see the light of day again.
You'll hole up in your castle, like Dracula, but the castle will be wooden.
People have no hearts, they don't need them.
So said the werewolf poet.
Captivating? Listen...
I trampled your face,
Yes, I'm not popular,
But this is Halloween, baby
See you on the show...

In sneakers, jeans, and a gray sweater
Sitting, sad with half-cold coffee
And on the bench, a girl with a cigarette sits across from me
She'll become my acquaintance, I hope she doesn't mind
Light alcohol and no drugs
I've known her for a couple of hours, and she's already taking care of me
Crowds of people in costumes will be in town today
I've never tried this with anyone before
She's in jeans and scuffed shoes
Her hair and clothes smell like a girl's room
The strangest moment in my 20s
No matter what I do, I just can't touch her
Everyone knows what's going on, but no one will say
Let the fool go out with her, the main thing is that he's happy
And no matter what the child amused
Afterwards he will cry even more than before
No one will say, No one will say, No one will say, No one will say, No one will say, No one will say, No one will say, No one will say, No one will say, Everyone is silent, No one will say