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The poor in spirit
06:28
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The autumn bleeds with ruby blood of virgin boys
All of their dreams are blended with wet mud and spittle
It seems like i am guided by an angel voice
Deeper in slums, full of rapists, drunkards and cripples
The nook is stripped by moon like lad by his first whore
Old crones in garlands keep horny dogs in bedrooms
Not sure if silver or just puddles on a floor?
A perfect place to taste a pleasure in the doldrums
Stray kids are shivering in rags inside ramshackle huts
Their anxious sleep is wrapped up in the lace of hunger
Lice sleeping in their hairs, worms sleeping in their guts
This way of living is a sail without an anchor
Face of a dead tramp is gleamed with beatific smile
Poor fellow did yield up the ghost in stinking alley
But for the city, where the streets drown deep in bile
Such wretched ending's not the worst of grand finale
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Solomon's seal
05:56
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Every bird will fall to ground
Only clouds die skydrowned
Nevermind the shell of stone
Pearl is gone, the bird has flown
There is no cure, all comes to naught
All that you gain will turn to rot
Nothing endures, all comes to dust
Forget the pain, this too shall pass
Sorrow will dissolve the hopes
Fox and hare live just on lope
Garden flowers in your room
Risen doomed to die in bloom
There is no cure, all comes to naught
All that you gain will turn to rot
Nothing endures, all comes to dust
Forget the pain, this too shall pass
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Seven prisoners
08:08
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Seven prisoners
Were sitting in one cell
There’s no escape from there
And grief had to befell
When it's getting dark at night
Lust imbue the air
One of them was raped to death
And only six left there
Six life prisoners
Were sitting in one cell
They were fed on skilly
Which was poor as hell
Hunger tears their stomachs
Like a grizzly bear
One becomes a dinner
And only five left there
Five life prisoners
Were sitting in one cell
People never care about
Someone else's fell
One did ask for blanket
But no one wants to share
Pneumonia took his life
And only four left there
Four life prisoners
Were sitting in one cell
Anyone can lose his head
When death rings a doorbell
Jailbirds were sinking
Each day deeper in despair
One was hanged on the sly
And only three left there
Three life prisoners
Were sitting in one cell
Hard lines of the evil ones
So easy to foretell
With short temper as a rule
Rude word intends a dare
Head was crushed at paddywhack
And only two left there
Two life prisoners
Were sitting in one cell
One was acquitted of his crime
All comes to farewell
His faith is liberated
But why would envy care?
Pillow descends on sleepers face
And only one left there
Last one prisoner
Was sitting in the cell
He was naughty as a boss
But pride does lead to fail
He did flout the moral code
But on electric chair
He was burnt out like a bulb
And no one left in there
No more prisoners
Sitting in that cell
But next day another one
Is thrown into a jail
The only road to leave this place
Is lying through a bier
Day by day and one by one
Till no one left in here
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Dead embrace
06:24
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Life is a chaos, death is a order,
It's how the universe keeps all things in the borders.
Death is a law, life is a crime,
Every lifeform will be sentenced to die.
Existence is drama, body is a cage,
Dead space is tyranny, living implies rage.
Death is a virtue, life is a sin,
We're all conscripted on a war without chance to win.
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Eden
05:12
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I want to take you to a murky dell
Where coldish air is full of soil smell
Where forest spirits whisper in the shades
This is nature in a virgin state
When woods will drown in a viscous mist
We'll fall asleep among the feral beasts
We need no fire to keep warm at night
All of the creatures are connected tight
We came into a place, which is forbidden
This is a sacred land of Eden
We're reaching for forbidden fruit to become clean
We want to repercieve the sin
This place will show you, how to live without regrets
For God we're nothing more than pets
We're claimed as sinners, but we never feel ashamed
Our faith (just) need to be reclaimed
We're used to live inside the wolfish lairs
Where roots are twining like the matted hairs
The darkness does begin to scowl
When pack of wolves lets out a howl
We gain more charity when life goes rough
But morning star reminds us from above
That heavens left its children in the lurch
So praise the nature as the only church
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The ground is overfull of dead
Like hell is full of shouts
Rivers are turning bloody red
Graveyards are buried out
While urban roar and news feed
Do muffle up the moans
Four thousands units are digging a pit
To build a city on bones
Mortal remains are rising up from their graves
Unbodied spectres are invading every street
Thick fetid fumes are pouring out from broken tombs
Black flocks of crows foretasting lavish feast
It's too late to pray in the very last day
A yowl of animals sound like judgment horns
Between fire or warm my choice is to burn
The human kind built a tomb with its own bones
Bald skeleton from ruined grave
Extends its deadly hands
Eye sockets gaze on us and crave
To join to the dance
Black skies are turned into mud
Starlight does fade away
A fire blossoms like rosebud
We're all be turned back to clay
Mortal remains are rising up from their graves
Unbodied spectres are invading every street
Thick fetid fumes are pouring out from broken tombs
Black flocks of crows foretasting lavish feast
It's too late to pray in the very last day
A yowl of animals sound like judgment horns
Between fire or warm my choice is to burn
The human kind built a tomb with its own bones
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