Spatorna - Чайка Jonathan Livingston
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House for soulless this world
Silhouettes and faces, vulgar reading
Scraps of speeches, unnecessary thoughts
A suffocation for reason, vacuum is everywhere.
Where there is no past and nothing
There is no place for tomorrow, but still
Dull souls are permeated by the void
The riot of emotions is just what is outside.

Seagull Jonathan Livingston ...

Life is like a dream, movement and no
Woke up from outside into nothing and fell asleep
Silence, anger, thunder, vision, light
I stumbled into the flame - there was only a trace.
Seagull Jonathan Livingston ...

Black abyss - the essence of this world
Look for his reasons, walk by cliff
Shards flickered there somewhere below
Broken fate and lives of debris.
Short success that does not make sense,
To dust is turned by dying of the body,
Clinging to life and fearing death
Shadows run, watching me.

Seagull Jonathan Livingston ...

Absorbs all darkness, taking it into itself
Life all the way and everything that I was,
Burning to the bottom of the essence of being
From torment, fear will be me

Seagull Jonathan Livingston ...