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В колонках играет - ambient

The mazarine heath of endless night
Sweet, cool politeness, dark and sly
She hides in silence boundless might
In throat of shy sapphire sky

Now there is nothing left except
Disgusting smack of feckless screams
There's no more useless twiggy wreck
My private cell in sopor gleam

My ruined town of ticking clocks
Where time is rusty as machines
That counts it behind mock locks
Hiding from me the smiles of dreams

And flood has swallowed little shrine
All seeming finess choked while sank
Tsunamies tongue enlaced my time,
Sucked down to the gulf of wank

And nothingness....
The storm is far far far away
Just nebula, deaf crapulence
I'm stacked in endless, bad "today"

Sea salt melt down clement contusion
The tears of me for dreams of past
Washed out of my own delusion
I saw the eyes of gasping trust

I've needed star much more then they
But pitch-black waters close my sky
I've got so many things to say
But ... can't hear, ...'s so high