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I every night in the sky black
Was looking for an unknown quasar
I know - it is where the edge of the universe
I even sketched map.

And the shell with egg brushing
I think only one thing -
How can women Seeding
air - drop by.

In tabletop rests box
In a box of cotton and bandages
Reappear stigmata
My holy innocence

I believe, I know for sure,
I chose the right path.
I do not care that I'm tongue-tied,
On fingers explain Understand!

Heathens understand that vain
All they swarmed here.
In vain did go to work,
vain fuck their women.

I saber knees
Warm up an old tights.
Bloody stool - a sign
The only pity is, nobody will understand.

Well, let not understand
Wearing a blindfold
I jump from the roof of the house at night,
I will fly to your quasar!