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Trap the terrible ...
< Felix Komarov
Traps so terrible,
chains and that no cells.
No cameras, butchers,
Passwords and answers.
It is not clear - whether there is a prisoner,
Unknown freedom,
Do not see the wall,
Not calculate their code.
You run, you run, you run ...
And again in the same place.
And ending life,
We do not gain honor.
Freedom is not found,
Those who own trap.
So let the burn path,
And celebrates toy.
Plastic does not burn,
A tree burns.
Who says Yahweh?
About the fire only knows.
Traps so terrible,
chains and that no cells.
No cameras, butchers,
Passwords and answers.
It is not clear - whether there is a prisoner,
Unknown freedom,
Do not see the wall,
Not calculate their code.
You run, you run, you run ...
And again in the same place.
And ending life,
We do not gain honor.
Freedom is not found,
Those who own trap.
So let the burn path,
And celebrates toy.
Plastic does not burn,
A tree burns.
Who says Yahweh?
About the fire only knows.
