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Это я не вам, если что))) 

Это другой вариант песни Ичэня, менее драматический и более отражающий его природу Демона-Лиса) 

Ссылка на песню: https://suno.com/s/j9yjLIwsYEjsG8PX

Текст: 

I see you crawling through the dirt for gold
Hands outstretched
Your soul's been sold
You want the glint
The gleam
The prize
Blind to the shadows in my eyes

You chase the hunger
Feed the flame
Whispered secrets
All the same
Greed and lust
They call your name
What a pity
What a game

Dance
My fools
In your own disguise
Spin your webs of bitter lies
I'll trick you once
I'll trick you twice
Those chained by sin
Deserve no prize

Your jealous heart
It burns so green
A poison garden
Sharp and mean
You think you climb
You think you rise
But down below
I hold the ties

You covet all
Yet feel so small
My laugh will echo through your fall
A viper's tongue
A devil's grin
I feast on the chaos within

Dance
My fools
In your own disguise
Spin your webs of bitter lies
I'll trick you once
I'll trick you twice
Those chained by sin
Deserve no prize