EMPTY CELL

tonight... i'm not ready for crime

tonight... you're not ready to die

tonight... i'm not ready for war

tonight... i'm not ready for you

farewell... please, take my shaking hand

you are... you are my final friend

draw the diseased flatline

connect your flesh to mine

connect my veins to knife

log-out from carrion life

goodbye... be quiet, be quit, be clear

tonight... my bath... like hell's carrier


[>beyond decay there's no fear]

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P.S. Есть понятие "лирика", а есть - "текста". EMPTY CELL имхо последнее. На днях может демку выложу - без баса и ударных.