Мasquerade

Мasquerade

This ugly moprho looking
And twice as ugly to ones' ears word
Marks our present the meanest situation
In our dusty sinful people's world

Stop singing
Stop dancing
Stop any fairy-jolly festive making
Stop, think it over, stop, think it over, stop!

Listen to any radio station
Watch any and whatever tv channel
Everywhere they require to wear those f.cking masks
That is supposedly the uppest, the most important, wisest even, of all our tasks

The ugliest masquerade of all is on, and ahead
The masquerade of all that was Forever pathalogically coming
From that of rich and bad
The masquerade of dirty stuffs
The satanic sign
Of meanest thefts and lies

 The masquerade
 Which from
 Civilization's dusk this
 Will soon very
 Down goes, hell to
 Happily and humanely
 Somehow; wait only
 And, please, believe
 For sure!
 Out! Dies!



 


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