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I'M Your Last Shelter

Come to me, pretty boy, 
Not knowing that you are going to die. 
You're a nice guy, tanned, 
You will leave the firmament of the earth. 

You think you've won me over, 
And the heart is full of passion? 
Oh no, there's darkness and fire magic 
And before you know it, you'll come to your senses. 

I will close my mouth with a kiss forever, 
And he will die thoughtlessly, unattractively. 
But he's not that kind of person, 
Once even dead looks arrogant. 

I will hide my fervent heart far away, 
Why would a soulless creature need it now? 
So stupid he got caught and easy, 
And his death will save me from decay. 

His soul, the pledge for eternal life. 
I'll pay the ransom to live forever, 
Only his blood will spray on his lips, 
And the Grimoire will probably show its speed. 

I haven't lived among people for a hundred years, 
And a lot of souls have already been given away. 
I'm not afraid of anyone's Holy lash. 
The religion of the people was forged by deception. 

And after death nothing awaits us, 
There is no life or death penalty. 
Believe me, no one lives twice. 
There is no truth more sad.

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Paradise

Earth is not like heaven at all
No meaning, no environment,
Every second screams: "Kill!"
And enters the arms race.

There is a war going on here and there,
And people hit each other hard,
Why is the war a mystery,
And it's not supposed to be related to oil…

Every new law is a fraud.
It has a double meaning,
It hides a thick fog,
And its purpose is unclear.

People like to distort everything
Religion, love, morality,
They don't want to respect anyone
Their money attracts the distance.

We will never be equal,
Even if you work hard.
We always bear a share of the blame,
Therefore, we are not consciously equal.

Knowing all the perverse values,
And knowing the abomination under the cross,
How can you say for sure,
What planet is this-a Paradise home?

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Appearances Are Deceptive

Now I can tell for sure,
That I know a lot about life.
I can tell you something about people
And this opinion is not strict at all.

You know, looks are pretty deceptive,
And cute faces hide the axe behind their backs.
Knowing this, I'm a little unhappy,
I won't be so naive anymore.

Man's eyes are like a pool,
There is an extreme depth of feeling hidden in them.
And hide the deception in them, I'll tell you simply,
Sometimes in our life it is impossible.

People judge without noticing their vices,
They point their finger and shake their tongue.
They never learned their lessons,
And they try to hit me with a word like a bayonet.

Looking at such people, you want to spit,
Hoping that their venom will go away with their saliva.
It's a pity that such people can't disappear,
But they can easily not be themselves.

I can't pretend to forgive everyone,
I still see the pretense around me.
It's a good thing I've only been a guest in their lives,
And broke the deceptive circle.

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No Fatigue

You know, there is no fatigue yet, 
At least the whiskey was silvered. 
Lo and behold, the age is just a shock, 
And it turned my head terribly. 

I'm not tired, not at all! 
Where does age come from here? 
But time suddenly flies faster, 
And the years begin to round off quickly. 

And I feel the strength of the old tide, 
But tomorrow it will be different. 
Life is not for those who are very cowardly, 
And it's not about luck. 

But I'm not tired, not at all! 
Don't expect me to give up without a fight! 
I will win back many more years, 
And I will not let time flow in vain!

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Native Town

Remember how long ago it was?
Remember your hometown?
It was very depressing sometimes,
But this was our favorite world.

Now it seems that all this was a dream,
But I was never happier afterwards.
Every street was beautiful and lovely
And no one wanted to hurt anyone there.

I remember my old house on Blue street
Saffrons and an Apple tree bloomed under the window.
I was so attached to that house,
That I missed him every day afterwards.

And I remember our gray house on New street,
Where there was a lot of light and heat.
There my youth was very stormy,
I quickly grew up and went forward.

As an adult, I went far away to study,
I never went back to the old house.
Faces disappear from memory
And I see my youth only as a dream.

Hometown on the back of the country,
I love him with all my heart and soul,
The memory of him is always strong
My town always calls me home.

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Thoughts

When I dream, which is very often, 
I'm flying into space with my thoughts: 
...Add a contrast color there… 
...Ah, it is a pity not the citizenship… 
...Start a career as a science fiction writer?.. 
...Hmm, the room is not the decoration! 

When I walk on the road, 
I think about a lot of things: 
About warm countries in November, 
The fight against higher taxes, 
Where can I get silverware?.. 
And how to end the tedious dialogue? 

When I sit at the window 
I think it's difficult: 
When you live all alone… 
You can't stay in a hospital… 
And there is no money, credit is a burden… 
But you still need to do something. 

And there's a lot of work to do 
All thoughts of jumping vigorously: 
...I don't think I'm brave, 
...And the coffee smells spicy… 
...Kids are circling around, 
...They don't have enough pianos… 

And only when I read 
All thoughts disappear. 
I am immersed in a different world of being, 
Where all mistakes are read aloud to me. 
There I will rest, in the land of oblivion, 
Where thought forms slowly subside.

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Tic-Tac-Toe

TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe,
And we are at war with ourselves.
We are like little, scary dwarfs
We sit, all the best in ourselves is destroyed.

TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe,
And they draw crosses on our backs.
Our sins are sometimes so great,
That we are walking a mile atonement.

TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe
We shed blood reluctantly.
We are innocent of being traitors
And we perish, flying into the abyss.

TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe
We laugh at someone's pain,
And even heavenly messengers,
Sprinkle their wounds with white salt.

TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe,
And we are still behind the fence.
We have violated all the laws of logic,
And we catch the air with our mouths closed.

TIC-TAC-toe, TIC-TAC-toe
We couldn't change ourselves.
We are still big fans
The ones that burned us in the past.

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Hello, My Life

Hello, my life, how are you?
I'm quite worried you are.
I've been everywhere,
I've already learned a lot.

I'm turning you into ruins,
And you build palaces out of them.
My list of errors is long
And you take me by the bridle.

I fight every day,
And cut off the loneliness.
I don't blame fate anymore,
I live only by my creativity.

I didn't always make decisions,
Which were good for you.
This, of course, is not the consolation,
But please forgive me.

I know you can be illusory,
Or you can become a real nightmare.
Sometimes, you can be quite spacious,
And like autumn leaves.

I'm sorry that expectations are meaningless,
I'm sorry that sometimes I stand on the edge,
But you know, life, I'm very sincere
I love you so much!

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In Retro Style

She can hear Elvis Presley in her earphones,
A gramophone is playing on the table
There's a Chelsea poster on the wall,
And the forgotten black phone rings.

He wore flared trousers and grew a mustache
His cassette player sings: "Mr. Sandman",
The floor clock in the apartment is ticking,
And the movie goes with Audrey Hepburn.

It is always tuned to its own wave,
And he's an avid Castaneda fan,
They will meet in tobacco captivity,
And there will be love in the retro style.

Their meeting is like a distortion,
As if time has gone backwards,
Love turned on the imagination
And connected the unusual again.

He rode up to her in a Deville,
She dressed like Marilyn Monroe
They spent everything they had saved,
They got married quietly in the office.

Blonde with peroxide in her pocket,
And the dude with the cigar in his hand,
Found each other in a retro fog,
And together we went on the road to the dream.

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People With Inflated Egos

People live with an inflated ego,
They think they rule the world.
Their little souls are covered with snow,
The world is just a shooting gallery.

School is no longer an assistant,
Its functions are, alas, lost.
She stupefies children on purpose,
So that they can think little.

People talk but don't listen,
They don't want to understand others.
It's more important for them to be the best,
How to help those who are scared.

Everyone tries to bite their neighbor,
To get above it yourself.
This story, as feat told
And received a medal on behalf of Himself.

Don't tell me what I can't do,
How do you know whether can or not?
You only see your limits
And just jealous, looking after.

I always walk away from people like that,
There's no point in talking to a dumbass.
They live only in their stupidity,
And they don't know who to cling to.