Suppose you become a messiah.

< Sergei Anchutkin



Suppose you become a messiah.
I dreamed about this ever?
That oracle laughingly showed you your way.
Here you wake up in the super-strength,
or other Krut.
And you already know - Back not turn
. Assume that everything soundly asleep.
This matrix, they were forced,
What to take with them?
And your job is essentially - find alarm,
Under the blows which
People will start to rise.
And you fight.
Thy holy war
For many days
You lose the enemy,
Preying instead
friends In this battle, my friend, you're pretty matured:
For any member of the underground, you - the King of kings
. And in the final scene of the play - a glow
! You are standing on the precipice.
At night.
At the lighthouse.
You choose flimsy door with one kick,
And rushes inside - with boldness fool
. The bright light strikes the eye, for a moment you are blinded.
But a moment later you see a chair,
and a chair - he
. And you will see a mirror around it.
And because each reflective glass
You're looking at you. Or rather - the little boy
. At that moment, you will understand, WHAT hit the trap.
The one in the chair, has a thick, rich bass.
He tells that he -Arhitektor He came up with all of us ...
You do not see it, do not you hear phrases stringy.
Because you have already understood,
Who did he order