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- Alexey Pyshkin
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- Omniprescence of Rat Race
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- Autumn night… Darkness seems to be touchable
Near like skin yet unachievable
Not a trace of light can be registered
Darkness looks like pitch-black resin
Fear of darkness grows in progression
Stick me around, no chance for evasion
Cover me like leather strait-jacket
Sealed up my eyes as scalding goudron
Darkness
Glue up my eyes
Darkness
I put in the stocks
Darkness
Bitter jelly
Darkness
Black gore is flowing away
And all of this is pierced by silence
Silence is flooding all without any violence
Like mazut slowly pour into my ears
I shall be deaf apparently till the end
I am forced to submit to its order
Now my skin going colder and colder
Cords of silence stick tighter and tighter
Fibres of silence weave in cocoon
Silence
Wedges in the ears
Silence
Stark paraffin
Silence
Cold adipose
Silence
White flood takes me away
Suddenly first ray struggle through the dark
Distant car honk reached my ark
Morning freshness soak through chitin
And now new horror penetrate me in
Barely I began to get accustomed
New day cut me as razor too rusted
Screw up my eyes, double up my body
What an agony… I wish to be dead
New day
Continuous headache
New day
Weight of past mistakes
Morning
Worse than any night
Morning
Reduce me to quiet despair