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Автор: Игорь ЛордрановВ общем, месяц я отстрадал этот текст. Хочу поделиться здесь:
«Death Shall Inherit Our Sorrows, Souls & Will»
I. THE PROLOGUE
The Reaper, can you count how many people die?
Harvester, tell me dreamy lies
Scavenger, take my soul to the Sky
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
II. NECESSARY PRAYS
Write your last will, my son
Pray for every people, for their sins!
Pray for your happiness and rest!
Pray for rest in peace for all of us!
Lords of genocides,
Lords of holocausts,
Gods of overkill,
Gods of murder,
Is that your will,
Or it’s only just a joke?
The age of painter,
Of “god”-emperor,
Of soviet sadism,
Of three genocides
200 thousand years we kill us all
Humanity was built from blind faith,
From blind faith in power of force,
Blood,
Killing
And guns
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
III. UNDER/UPPERWORLD
Heaven & Hell are the same
Worlds after death
Places with no mercy
Sadistic God, sadistic Devil
They are so the same…
(May God rest the soul of Your departed servant…)
Your achievements will stay in us
Like a metaphysical scar on our hearts
(…Forgive him all his sins,
Voluntary and involuntary…)
Sleep, please, dear friend
You are forgiven one
(…And grant him the Kingdom of God!)
Stare into death and be still
Think before you speak
Or suffer for your words
In Hell’s Paradise,
In Heaven’s Inferno
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
IV. MEDICAL CONCEPT
Nihil obstat me to quarter you
It’s an act of curios will
Blood runs cold
From the wounds, from the cuts
Squizy larva’s decomposing
Pus, more pus from the cadaver
Broken bones like the dust
It’s a rotting deadly mass
Organs for Black Market,
Carcass for the grave
Spit on it, piss on it
Morbid meal for the future grass
Frostbited limbs,
Freezed and destroyed muscles
Amputation of appendage
Living like a disgusting plant
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
V. SORROWS, SOULS & WILL
Jihi nado iranai saa
Punishment’s for everyone
Je t’aime, my dear world,
But now I say, “Goodbye”
No last words,
No remorse
Sorrows in their face,
Reincarnate my soul —
It’s my last will
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
(Pa-pa-pa)
(Pa pa pa-pa)
VI. LA FINALE
Death is the most just thing on earth.
I'm not afraid of death because I don't believe in it.
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague.
The earth takes everyone: the good, the evil, the sinful.
It's just getting out of one car, and into another.
Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
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