Противостояние

Comb me the wrong way,
Beat me against rules
Wake me up at six, and -
Perches me sharp gravel.

Take me into the wind,
Against the flow of air and,
To within a radius of half a meter
World soybean lost value.

Make me an injection against the pain,
To me - and soul, and body -
He was free in his captivity,
Limited lawlessness.

Confrontation,
Protivodvizhenie -
As if the distance
Less progress.

Draw me against the world,
Enchant me against the evil eye,
Do not let anything answer -
No consent or refusal.

Blessed me against their will,
Encouraged me against the truth -
Make me an injection against the pain,
Then pour me poison.

Confrontation,
Protivodvizhenie -
As if the distance
Less progress.

We drew lots,
We made a choice -
Who was in splendid sky
Eagle, and he fell,
Who was grated tails,
That hysteria A perfect
And the birds, without delay,
Network dotted.
And I umbilical cord
His break off,
I thought that Sgin,
But newly emerging -
From the ashes of the dust,
From the sperm of prana -
Kitchen was,
Curves screens ...

I saw in them the birth of a new myth.
I have seen the birth of a new myth.
I see the birth of a new myth.

Countless hours
We suffer the siege,
But black females
Bypassing us with the rump,
They shoot us in the back,
They set fire to our feathers,
I maybe Sgin
For nothing, but I believe
Already I take out
Bunch of heart cells
And the pain accept
Sandwiched in the impression
Incorruptible light
Conception word
And then - on the snow,
In pine stakes.

We continue,
We are approaching,
We plunge -
Here the depth of the ages!

We are moving,
Do not get distracted,
We respond
On the names of the gods!

Take me by the meaning,
I take away wide of the goal,
Me on the shoulder yoke -
No reliable panacea.

I bristled against pain,
To me, forgetting carelessness,
He was free in his captivity,
Immured in perpetuity.

It seems to be standing,
Like the movement -
As if the distance
Less progress.