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Too few miracles, too many illusions

of dried-up grains of hope, and allusions funny and not so funny, stuck like the pus of dystopias,

Above this we revolve with songs - space debris, as if Mario Puzo himself was cutting himself with Ray, breaking a strong cue in a fit of passion.

About the devil's head, the night floats past like a starry bear, lick my face, you see, I'm also black from the inside,

In the place where the soul used to be, there is only the wasteland of Fallout, the buildings are even, life doesn't flow like jelly, oh well, stop being sad, what are you talking about?

All these nineteen long winters we warmed chicks in our bosoms and silently carried boys to the churchyard,

The phrase from the wall newspaper per aspera ad astra - the path through the cedar branches and to the stars began to come true

But the world changed every second, anisotropy, otherwise you didn't know that, come on, come on.

Go into the greenhouse with red flowers, look at the 9 million forgotten names here,

ICQ, in the columns Kolovrat, not Ice Cube,

In Kolomna, punks are packing hanka in the porches, pouring it on Basic,

Stasson from "Execut" prays on wooden masks,

But all this is not important, be your IQ higher.

ultra-good II in the music take yourself a bra, according to the old and good ultra-violence