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Я выкладываю все стихи вместе - а то надоело плодить посты кучами
Если кому интерестно, может это все безобразие тут читать:) а то потом не разобраться, кто на ком стоял....
Кстати, на Кавказ то звонить как дешево!!!!! Раза в полтора дешевле, чем в Москву... И почти столько же денег сошло, как про звонке в Голландию и Финляндию..... Нормально

Rigor mortis

On the border of my iinsanity
I see the shadows of the bleeding ones
And I cut my flesh - in solidarity
And see the world, how it becomes
Last look, last shining sight
Of deapest waters, highest sky
I wish I could just read their minds
To let them suffer, bleed and die

But it's nothing but rigor mortis
Leave me alone - and let me solve this

In the twisted memory
I see the needle running through my veins
And crucified for nothing will I always be
It's only dreams... or something that reamins
Last look above - to reassure myself
Betrayal is in every sound of sence
Last look around - for my eternal soul I'll never sell
The world is Aiax - crazy, killed by his own lence

The world is trapped by rigor mortis
I'll stay alone - I now have solved this......

Babylonian whore

Keep calling me a lier!
I want to hate, I want to kill!
Eternity of the corrupt denying
Eternal fear, eternal thrill

Come on - let me bleed!
Bastards' mother - rotting eyes!
All bastards' mother - evel seed
Shut up! I know that you just lie!

Cut my flesh - and feed your dogs!
I won't suffer anymore!
Free my soul - and let me die!
But I don't want be so blind!

Corps and dead man, walking down
Drowning, screaming - than and now
Bloodshed on the godless fields
Bastards, using living shields!

You made me real! Fuck you!
I'm not ruled by you nomore!
All the pain that I went through
Fuck you! Bastards' mother whore!

The tomb

Here on this hill I'll say my prays
Let me be alone again!
I'm haunted by my blood-red past
Let death come now - so kid and just
I'm not survived, and I'm not dead
I lied, suffered - at the end
The wings of giants cut my flesh
I never felt so lost and trashed.....

Cry on my tomb - and I'll appear
I'll make you fears disappear
I was a soldier of the past
And I was blind - killed now, at last.

Cry on my tomb - and angels cry
When the sing songs - at their sky
I lost in Path - I lost my soul
I wisper - "No, I'll cry nomore"......

Killing shadow

No matter that you haven't resurrect
No matter, that your soul is black
Just bite my throat - and suck my blood
My soul is weakened, my eyes are black!

My rotting flesh just scares you
All pain that you have put me through
You shadow, crucified by lies
Your body slowly, painfully dies!

And I'm not dead! I'm from nowhere
I've surched for bloodshed everywhere
My razor runs across your throat
For death there's no such word "abroad"

And than I'll look at you thin skin
I'll turn you slowly form within
Your bones - just food for my black dogs
And Hell - the place, where your soul locks!