Тьма

Школярская хрень
Забила мозги:
Исследовать лень —
Не видишь ни зги.



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Schoolboyish junk
Has filled up your brain.
Too lazy to think—
You're blind in the rain.



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Ложь. Страх. Шок.
Ересь впрок.
Подчиненье, разложенье —
Мир убогий на коленях.
Показал тупой говнид —
Чистый Дух почти изжит.




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The Dark

Lie and Fear. And Strong Shock.
Madness, Heresy in stock.
And Submission, and Decay—
Under Evil World today.
CowID had showed Dark —
Spirit killed and Satan mark.



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Fool's recharging, getting stronger —
It's vacation. Soon it’s gone,
Serfdom after will be stronger,
Yet still bowing to icon.



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Over-Exertion

Harmonious strain? Forget it.
Evil rules this world, my friend.
Weakness, struggle—don’t regret it,
Both will cycle till the end.

Push too hard, and you’ll be shattered—
Breaking’s easier than it seems.
Cross the line, but know what matters:
Balance keeps alive your dreams.

Stay aware—exhaustion's lurking,
Overstrain can drag you down.
Let decay consume the working—
Over-force will take the crown!



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Bartered Soul

Sell the soul, embrace the vile,
Trade it off without a thought.
See the crime—it’s in the style
Of the world where all is bought.

Turn away? Then you’re complicit
In the madness, in the fall.
Still, no words can make a difference—
This whole world is doomed, that’s all.



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True Cannibal

Not the one who feasts on neighbors,
Biting, chewing, swallowing whole—
But the brute, who shuns all labors
Of the mind and crushes souls.



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Eight to Zero

Eight to zero—roughly counting,
Strikes and trophies, all hard-earned.
Means my path is worth surmounting,
Not the road where honor’s burned.



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Doom

If we all obey, will perish,
Will be bleating, loud and blind.
Slaughter’s coming—should we cherish
Any hopes of different kind?



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Fake and Doom

Fake is science, fake is culture—
Flesh takes charge, the soul must suffer.
Lies and greed shape all we see,
Rotten fascism, thinly screened.

Fake religions preach submission,
Dragging souls to dark perdition.
What’s ahead? No hope, no light—
Traitors, cowards, left and right.

Crushed to dust, the world will crumble,
All “for good,” yet hear the rumble—
Red Cross waves a flag so pale…
White, surrendered. Doom prevails.



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Run Away!

Stroke by stroke—like stitching, mending,
Water heals a wounded soul.
Burning heart needs no pretending,
Waves will cool but not control.

Not to drown, just keep from burning,
Steady pace will clear the mind.
Fear and stress at every turning,
Hell above, and chains behind.

Fight the fire with fire, don’t falter,
Drive it out or face decay!
Madness hunts—don’t let it alter
Flesh and reason—run away!

Swim or flee, just keep on going,
Leave the fools and all their lies,
Break the chains, escape the "knowing"—
All their traps, their fear, goodbyes.



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