вторник, 22 декабря 2009 г.
понедельник, 7 декабря 2009 г.
Faceless chaser, chasing for story ending,
pending... pending... pending...
You are trying to catch her slight light
but forgot yourself on the other side
of line,
Hit me
and drink with me this life crime,
bottom... up... bottom... up...
Her whisper - you've run out of time,
stretching beside... stretching inside...
Her voice inside mind,
Her paradox is all out.
A smile twisted, for tribute
collected alien intellect,
to keep it,
No place on heart walls left,
No phrase will reverse the vortex
deeper, more deeper...
Salvation so near.
That life knife makes you a believer,
Crucified on one's heart walls.
One step to the right, one step to the left
once again
One step to the bright, one step to the night
One big ink-blot,
caught in a bottle like black bug,
this insect caused too much bad luck.
Welcome to Redemption,
ghost town, it has died out,
Maybe it's time to wake up
and you will, in another dream
for resolution,
for the future.
Scary blindness on the road,
secret path, i will not show.
Just make a simpler face,
are you too serious man?
are you just a heartless dot?
everyone alone... everyone are borrowed...
Pretend your eyes are shut,
and whole world will fade inside,
Bring me your tale,
with so sad ending,
for simulating:
Flames all around, just watch,
staring... staring...
So much happiness under the skin
Someone is lost in the centre to scream,
cremating dangerous beasts within,
Pursuing the sorrow,
forming a new horror,
I can see it in your shut eyes
Lie is dancing with a lie.
One step to the right, one step to the left
once again
One step to the bright, one step to the night
One big ink-blot,
caught in a bottle like black bug,
this insect caused too much bad luck..
pending... pending... pending...
You are trying to catch her slight light
but forgot yourself on the other side
of line,
Hit me
and drink with me this life crime,
bottom... up... bottom... up...
Her whisper - you've run out of time,
stretching beside... stretching inside...
Her voice inside mind,
Her paradox is all out.
A smile twisted, for tribute
collected alien intellect,
to keep it,
No place on heart walls left,
No phrase will reverse the vortex
deeper, more deeper...
Salvation so near.
That life knife makes you a believer,
Crucified on one's heart walls.
One step to the right, one step to the left
once again
One step to the bright, one step to the night
One big ink-blot,
caught in a bottle like black bug,
this insect caused too much bad luck.
Welcome to Redemption,
ghost town, it has died out,
Maybe it's time to wake up
and you will, in another dream
for resolution,
for the future.
Scary blindness on the road,
secret path, i will not show.
Just make a simpler face,
are you too serious man?
are you just a heartless dot?
everyone alone... everyone are borrowed...
Pretend your eyes are shut,
and whole world will fade inside,
Bring me your tale,
with so sad ending,
for simulating:
Flames all around, just watch,
staring... staring...
So much happiness under the skin
Someone is lost in the centre to scream,
cremating dangerous beasts within,
Pursuing the sorrow,
forming a new horror,
I can see it in your shut eyes
Lie is dancing with a lie.
One step to the right, one step to the left
once again
One step to the bright, one step to the night
One big ink-blot,
caught in a bottle like black bug,
this insect caused too much bad luck..
вторник, 1 декабря 2009 г.
нУ ладненько, привет, бложииииик!
вот, например, ради чего стоит ещё потоптаться тут
а вообще, ок
я многому чему научился за это время
ответил, так сказать, на незаданные в слух вопросы
"you wish you could have absolution
but you still don't know what's your crime.."
слова, слова, слова - идентификация себя в одиночестве
впрочем, как и всё остальное - ни больше, ни меньше
а ну и да, я вот тоже, например, очень серьезный человек
пределы контроля всё шире, глубже и дальше, я практикуюсь и стараюсь, бесспорно, бескомпромиссно, свежо и глыбисто, как внутри, так и во вне
вот, например, ради чего стоит ещё потоптаться тут
а вообще, ок
я многому чему научился за это время
ответил, так сказать, на незаданные в слух вопросы
"you wish you could have absolution
but you still don't know what's your crime.."
слова, слова, слова - идентификация себя в одиночестве
впрочем, как и всё остальное - ни больше, ни меньше
а ну и да, я вот тоже, например, очень серьезный человек
пределы контроля всё шире, глубже и дальше, я практикуюсь и стараюсь, бесспорно, бескомпромиссно, свежо и глыбисто, как внутри, так и во вне
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