Code

I have a hundreds of the knives,
Which’s strolling through my veins.
Blunt razors cannot end the lives,
Except of whose, who saints.

Please, enter me with your password,
Which cannot be assigned.
Moreover, you should write pin-code.
Three numbers is all right.

But, please, no sixes and no sevens.
I've been so withered by them.
I've seen on screen so many demons.
My chance is get to heaven.
 
Feel the ecstasy of wave,
Raise the wind on rusty wings of drugs.
Before they made us common slaves,
We'll show each others lovely hugs.

Till morning, or till sunrise.
We’ll open presents. And surprise
Will vanish in the night...
Like all, that is not right...

Cause we are the offspring of times,
Which has no purity or judge,
By born we break the law. In crime
We live like cities under siege.

My mind transforms into the Dungeon.
And only night within the hollow
Is clouding the last moon region.
No shame, no pity, and no sorrow.

I feel the moment's coming.
We will return to heavens.
The End of line is summing
But prisoners and slaves...

I feel the code in me.
It changes everything.
The game is lost. I flee.
And hear only ping.

I feel the code in me.
It changes everything.
The game is lost. I flee.

I feel the code in me.
It changes everything.
The game is lost.

I feel the code in me.
It changes everything.

I feel the code in me.

I feel the code.

I feel.