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Havi AIDS metal

The song of a traveler lost in the forest, who lost the hope of finding the way home, and already half wandered into the swamp. “I am not afraid of anyone, nothing ...” he convinces himself, looking at the closing twilight and, in fact, subconsciously realizing that his end is nearing. “My life is not sweet,” he tries to reassure and assure himself, Realizing that life will soon have to part (the historical canvas of this subtle poetic course dates back to Krylov’s famous fan “Fox and Grapes”). But in fact, the traveler cannot convince himself, he continually worries about incomplete business, recalls that his feat did not wait for him: “I would have committed it then ...”. Hypertrophied dreams begin to surpassed by the state of despair - he imagines that he will now fly to save the head of the Ministry of Emergencies on his personal helicopter, or even the head of state: "Ah if B, oh if the glorious king ...". But these are all dreams, but in fact - the end of the hero is close and inevitable ...