Vergil Bell - Утешение Мортры
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I'm different from people
There are no family roots
After all, for all I
Just a rock
But look in my eyes
And you will see inside
Prints
Such a human bright soul

What can they tell?
Only capable of insulting
To fill in
The voids of the soul
Yes, let the homosexual
My friend Vis and the path is thorny
But I will find
The way home

I'm just a grain of the mountains
That your pattern finds
In the cycle of the bunker
Endlessly
And I will find my places
Though there is no end to the battles
I see everything
The way home

I will help you in troubles
Through impenetrable darkness
My friend Io
Severe pervert
And if my mother had my
How you say it dare to
Then tell me
Where is she?

Without face all enemies
Visus ass is not fidget
But in the battle, comrades argue all to hoarse
And the leading threads of dreams burn to victory

I'm just a grain of the mountains
That your pattern finds
In the cycle of the bunker
Endlessly
And I will find my places
Though there is no end to the battles
I see everything
The way home