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22.05.2017, 14:38
In my night
Harsh, glazed and stinking, full of wolf dens where it rains
Showers of ploughshares, downpours of lead shot and woe
In my night where it rains
O my unlucky star
Magenta-blue hued
You came to weave your web
Bathed in misshapen purple lights
Born from half-life.
In my night
Black, perpetual and dense
In this damn
Auditorium of Le Thor
I tasted your dance
Golden brown horse
As strong as my future
Addiction.
In our nights
Of Frigolet
The Abbey
Resounded
With our devilries
And Neige dissolved
In the light of your artifice
And your lies.
Psychiatry…
A new night
My only friends
Some mongoloids
Who howl like babes
Like the songs which beckon us
All to quicklyhell
Fade…
Psychiatry…
A new night
It’s here
That you left me
Well, yeah!
In my nights
In my night…
In my… life.
In my night
I’ve been here at least
Thirty one years
Where I’ve been sweating
Where I’ve been scorning
Where I’ve been sucking
Like a dog
That rotten bone
Tasting like Suze
So poisonous
So bitter
And foul
Tasting of shit
Of melancholy.
And it’s not even your fault
Old friend
If in your bullshit existence
I’m like a dissonance
A hit-and-run in my labyrinthine night
Caught up by my genetic plight
Searching without GPS for your daylight
But as always
Caught for exceeding the spleen limit…
Dragged over to the verge of the road
Head smashed in
Like my dad on his bike
That ugly summer.
Harsh, glazed and stinking, full of wolf dens where it rains
Showers of ploughshares, downpours of lead shot and woe
In my night where it rains
O my unlucky star
Magenta-blue hued
You came to weave your web
Bathed in misshapen purple lights
Born from half-life.
In my night
Black, perpetual and dense
In this damn
Auditorium of Le Thor
I tasted your dance
Golden brown horse
As strong as my future
Addiction.
In our nights
Of Frigolet
The Abbey
Resounded
With our devilries
And Neige dissolved
In the light of your artifice
And your lies.
Psychiatry…
A new night
My only friends
Some mongoloids
Who howl like babes
Like the songs which beckon us
All to quicklyhell
Fade…
Psychiatry…
A new night
It’s here
That you left me
Well, yeah!
In my nights
In my night…
In my… life.
In my night
I’ve been here at least
Thirty one years
Where I’ve been sweating
Where I’ve been scorning
Where I’ve been sucking
Like a dog
That rotten bone
Tasting like Suze
So poisonous
So bitter
And foul
Tasting of shit
Of melancholy.
And it’s not even your fault
Old friend
If in your bullshit existence
I’m like a dissonance
A hit-and-run in my labyrinthine night
Caught up by my genetic plight
Searching without GPS for your daylight
But as always
Caught for exceeding the spleen limit…
Dragged over to the verge of the road
Head smashed in
Like my dad on his bike
That ugly summer.
Не, ну это уже какой-то чрезмерно экстремальный тру-блэк.
Фенриз, Викернес и Хэлхаммер вместе плачут в уголке.
Фенриз, Викернес и Хэлхаммер вместе плачут в уголке.
Кажется мне, что Олег не совсем понял это произведение искусства
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