Around me Bashny.Net

< Mike Fox



Around me nothing but demons, and now I'm wondering whether I live or dead
And why am I having so much fun, because all around me is rotting
There gratuitously polite executioners give me shine their plastic masks
And like larvae are harmless, but once seen become parasites
Before cutting in the eye of hateful, I'm sick of the miserable lives they dragged behind them the fate
disabilities And it is not for them, I hurt for myself, that's all I have to see
And me as a bad fish in the pond, where the corpses decompose rottenness
I wake up to hate and hate to fall asleep sleep paint
Yes, I would like ... I've tried all love even for an hour
But not, alas, fell again, no I can not, no I could not
Could dispel the cool breeze and I saw - there is something in the mud glistens
I bent down to pick up and was knocked to the ground and shine faded under the hoofs