Where bows draw and magicians accumulate mana
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There I stepped into traps, there I will patch up the wounds
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Hear me brother, I will reveal secrets
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With chills in the face, I write vaccines, al, poisons
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The dark worlds are rounded up, the wings are not cut off
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I only go to the end, remember, pseudo craftsmen
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My demons are dogs, tact sound, delicacies
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Paranormal in reality, I don't change the plays
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War changes karma, I'm the shaman of the game here
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To the coffin on the pilaf and the boys will swim in it
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I’ll bend down for the SPb school, it’s time to go to the hole, hyenas
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You tell me about your dirt, mine will break the walls
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Chain systems are perishable, sneakers beat on the central nervous system
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You can blame it on genes, hallucinogens
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You're a lobotomy patient, get on your nerves
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Believe me, the exit is not true, but you are terribly captive
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Notes of the soul answers, but you stifle advice
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Don't expect to win, in which case you
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Unreal dreams to a mortal, poets look
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All songs are not sung, where is smoke and parapets
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Walking legends, idols look bohemian
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But you forgot what distinguishes you, plots
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Your cuffs are in the blood, you loved cigarettes
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That compose motives, blowing light from the moon
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Eerily tempting, stroking the speech against the mane
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Knowledge mushrooms are hidden in the dark thickets
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I will bring them here, if not all are stained
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Yes, if there were conclusions and, as it were, in truth, the courts,
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But in my powers, only the Vedas are vector
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Witcher's hearts are here, they smell dangerous winds
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Beautiful branches, from the vine we are wearing
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On the steps without a carriage, the ball will go around the tracks
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On the body are the scars of snakes, those that were overthrown
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Canvases are painted in the night, they are teeming with moments
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And with the wisdom of weeks, remember that you fell like gaps
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(Fall with gaps) (Remember that you fell)
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(Re-remember that you fell) (Lumens) |