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Words, words, words, … sometimes it’s really easy  to deal with them. Actually always,

Except for the times, when they’re trying to eat you alive.

A part of yours

I.

I did like I should

And blew it out of my mind

I left them for good

The things I couldn’t do right

There too much shit I can’t take

So I asked: why the hell

I find myself in a rage

Every time when I fail

Refrain

And I thought – nothing is good

‘Cause everything‘s all right

Yeah, nothing is good

But everything’s all right

II.

World is never gonna’ change

No one will ever be satisfied

Violent kids aren’t strange

They have never been pacified

War is howling at least

More than thousands of years

Have you ever been pleased

To stop someone’s pane and fears

Refrain

‘Couse really nothing is good

Hey, but everything is all right

Hell yeah! Nothing is good

Everything is just all right

III.

Sick and tiered are those

Who’s been cursed with a fate

To stop everyone’s throes

They’re not able to hate

If hell does really exist

It can be only on earth

It have never been missed

Sure, it’s a part of yours

Refrain

‘Couse really nothing is good

Hey, but everything is all right

Hell yeah! Nothing is good

Everything is just all right

City of snake

I.

Welcome to the city of snake

An ancient town by the lake

How about to face our sinners and saints?

Mad bums, killers – proudness of our state!

The clocks here ticking really slow.

People frowning till the evening, till they get to the show.

Our special tradition – apocalyptic submission,

You should see it to stock here for a lifetime for sure.

Refrain.

Well I’m just a clown of the local rodeo show.

I’m not working hard here to get my score.

Just like you I had plans, elaborate, on my mind.

But then I arrived here and left them all behind.

II.

Hey folk, be patient, I get you some beer.

You’re just that kind of a guy we really need in here.

You’ve got nothing to lose, only thrills on your mind.

Fellow, don’t be abused – you’re one of our kind.

Refrain.

Guess you became another clown of our rodeo show.

The blood-eyed bulls are waiting for your flesh and soul.

Come on, old friend, there’s no time even for a sigh.

We need our kicks, we need our score … we only live when we ride.

III.

That’s right! Tonight we gonna’ have a hell of a blow.

You see our clocks aren’t ticking slowly any more.

The dawn is bleeding, you wonder about the strange girl in your bed.

A crow outside is screaming laud. It makes you really sad.

Refrain.

Guess are fucked like me and everyone in this town.

No one here will get out alive. Get used to wear this crown.

Another martyr for the next generation – just another vacation

A chance to die young, while you laugh like a clown.

За горизонтом

Пылающий закат пустыни

В нем, женщины нагой, чарующ силуэт

Целует нежно горизонт. Отныне

Он будет бредить ею и проклянет рассвет

Он упиваться будет жаждой её плоти

Пока земля их в объятьях не сомкнет.

Любимая, не может быть иначе

По горизонту, как по лезвию, пойдет.

Вся жизнь её течет по горизонту

Она всегда, всего лишь, силуэт.

То вдруг приснится глупому поэту;

Воодушевит певца мечтающий куплет.

Из-за неё прольется много крови.

Безумцы, жаждущие, прыгнут на ножи.

А трусам до конца дрожать от боли,

То ненавидя, то лелея как одержимые. Свяжи

И мне петлю, невольница пустыни,

Ведь я сейчас смотрю в твои глаза.

Я не жилец, бредущий к горизонту –

К тебе, но не дойти мне никогда.