I can't describe the worldI can't toGrasp it so beautifulI can not to writeI can not to make you criedTo make you feel a shiver of madnessI can't describe the velvet of nightAnd calm at dawnNo commonplace of dayAnd ill fortune of worldMy ideologyBeauty and eyesoreSynonym's conflictThinner than anything ruthless lineAnd a fallAnd so huge power to ariseAnd what I seeAnd what I hearAnd what I feelWhile surrounds meAnd crushes meA gloomAnd mad laughBeauty and eyesoreWhich blurs outImpossible freedom, when you're screaming to the high heavensAnd you're running to the anywhereAnd you're screaming, and screamingAnd keep silentEnslavedUnnoticed self-destructionTime, which can't be describedRelativity of perceptionUnnoticed moment, just a secondWhen there's a change in usAnd we see otherwiseWe can see moreAnd less we seeAnd cry without a reasonAnd laugh, when it's wonderfullyAnd completely hopelesslyAnd life without a greater purposeExistence of it allWhich is incomprehensibleW
ProudCommon exceptions save the world by futile warThe whole earth mourns your deathWhile no one notices itYou fought for freedomYou fought for your countryFreedom didn't even showed upCountry was silent for a minute, later started his bustle againBut you still think it was worth itTo dieYou still don't regretYour scars, your woundsYour deathFor freedomFor countryFor peaceFor pusFor colorWithout a goal
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