Деловой - В РЯД ИНСУРГЕНТОВ
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бытует мнение что бог принебрег нами
вечно кого то хаем изрыгаем чертыхание
смотрим на голые тела затаив дыхание
щелкаем ящик, едим и так потухаем(перед куплетом вступление)
в стране путей и глупцов смердящей БЕСПРЕДЕЛОМ
где каждый пятый ПОБЫВАЛ за сетью из ферума
края где ЧУЖД плебисцит но есть тьма аргументов
для войн неутолимой ВЛАСТИ со СПЕЦКОНТИНГЕНТОМ
где скрыта ПРАВДА от глаз под темным брезентом
свобода слова, коей не отискать в газетах
один услышал хипиш, но из окна глазел так
будто не видел как нарки пинают соседа
до того как строить утопию без хульных помыслов
начни с себЯ друг и поменЯйсЯ полностью
не сетуй на судьбу не рви на себе волосы
ты просто действуй не надрывая голос свой
мы аппелируем к РАССУДКУ всех заплутавших
вроде вперед идущих, но остающихся ТАМ ЖЕ
тех кто так ЖАДНО ЖДЕТ этих дисконтов на гаджет
ПРОГОЛАДАВШИХСЯ. но пока свое не взявших
ответь мне всевышний как себя очистить от грязи и как замолить грехи
я мог бы научиться слышать но я предпочел остаться среди глухих
так видимо хотел что не вышло не вышло не вышло мне стать другим
и мало по малу иблис как хищник -хищник ……ест меня изнутри
время уже не ТО, люди уже не ТЕ
мы продолжаем поиск не успевших очертеть
ищем живые души в этой ДОЛИНЕ СМЕРТЕЙ
ждем лично от тебя "ДА" мы с тобой брательник
кого не приломила СИСТЕМА дуумвирата
тех кто не озабочен дележкой жилых квадратов
горячие СЕРДЦА среди полуфабрикатов
готовые ПРОТЕСТОВАТЬ, рушить барикады
не принимай это как вызов в ряд инсургентов
это the VOICE of my soul а не инструмент брат
истоптаны тысячу миль осталось пару метров
и я дойду как учили идти до победного
тех кто не ПЛАВИТСЯ повторно бросают в тигель
земная РЕПИТИЦИЯ адского котла
мне больно слышать их возгласы ПОМОГИТЕ"
но слишком ПОЗДНО они сожены до тла до тла до тла
ответь мне всевышний как себя очистить от грязи и как замолить грехи
я мог бы научиться слышать но я предпочел остаться среди глухих
так видимо хотел что не вышло не вышло не вышло мне стать другим
и мало по малу иблис как хищник -хищник ……ест меня изнутри
There is an opinion that God has dangled us
Forever someone, we explore the damage
We look at the bare bodies with your breath
We click the box, eat and so go out (before the trim of entry)
in the country of ways and fools of stinking lawlessness
where every fifth has visited the network from Ferum
the edges where the plebiscite is alien to but there is the darkness of arguments
for the wars of insatiable power with special contingent
where the truth is hidden from the eyes under a dark tarp
freedom of speech, which cannot be fooled in newspapers
One heard Hipish, but stared from the window like that
as if I did not see how to kick the Narks a neighbor
Before building utopia without dicks
Start with your friend and change completely
Do not complain about fate do not tear your hair on yourself
you just act without tearing your voice
We appel to the mind of all the awesome
it seems to go forward, but remaining there
those who are so eagerly waiting for these discounts on the gadget
Burned. But so far they have not taken
answer me the Almighty how to clear yourself from dirt and how to silence sins
I could learn to hear, but I preferred to stay among the deaf
so apparently I wanted that it did not work out, it turned out to be not my other
And there is little iblis as a male as a predator -a predator ....... eats me from the inside
time is not that, people are not the same
We continue to search for those who have not managed
Looking for living souls in this valley of deaths
We personally are waiting for you "yes" you and I are a brother
who did not break the Duumvirate system
those who are not concerned about the division of residential squares
Hot hearts among semi -finished products
ready to protest, ruffle the barricades
Do not take it as a call to a number of insurgents
This is the Voice of My Soul and not the instrument brother
A thousand meters left a thousand miles left
And I will reach how they taught to go to the victorious
those who do not melt re -throw in the tigel
Earthly recovery of the hellish boiler
It hurts me to hear their exclamations help me "
But too late they are knocked out to the thus to the thus
answer me the Almighty how to clear yourself from dirt and how to silence sins
I could learn to hear, but I preferred to stay among the deaf
so apparently I wanted that it did not work out, it turned out to be not my other
And there is little iblis as a male as a predator -a predator ....... eats me from the inside
Forever someone, we explore the damage
We look at the bare bodies with your breath
We click the box, eat and so go out (before the trim of entry)
in the country of ways and fools of stinking lawlessness
where every fifth has visited the network from Ferum
the edges where the plebiscite is alien to but there is the darkness of arguments
for the wars of insatiable power with special contingent
where the truth is hidden from the eyes under a dark tarp
freedom of speech, which cannot be fooled in newspapers
One heard Hipish, but stared from the window like that
as if I did not see how to kick the Narks a neighbor
Before building utopia without dicks
Start with your friend and change completely
Do not complain about fate do not tear your hair on yourself
you just act without tearing your voice
We appel to the mind of all the awesome
it seems to go forward, but remaining there
those who are so eagerly waiting for these discounts on the gadget
Burned. But so far they have not taken
answer me the Almighty how to clear yourself from dirt and how to silence sins
I could learn to hear, but I preferred to stay among the deaf
so apparently I wanted that it did not work out, it turned out to be not my other
And there is little iblis as a male as a predator -a predator ....... eats me from the inside
time is not that, people are not the same
We continue to search for those who have not managed
Looking for living souls in this valley of deaths
We personally are waiting for you "yes" you and I are a brother
who did not break the Duumvirate system
those who are not concerned about the division of residential squares
Hot hearts among semi -finished products
ready to protest, ruffle the barricades
Do not take it as a call to a number of insurgents
This is the Voice of My Soul and not the instrument brother
A thousand meters left a thousand miles left
And I will reach how they taught to go to the victorious
those who do not melt re -throw in the tigel
Earthly recovery of the hellish boiler
It hurts me to hear their exclamations help me "
But too late they are knocked out to the thus to the thus
answer me the Almighty how to clear yourself from dirt and how to silence sins
I could learn to hear, but I preferred to stay among the deaf
so apparently I wanted that it did not work out, it turned out to be not my other
And there is little iblis as a male as a predator -a predator ....... eats me from the inside
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