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Smile at me in memory

Our souls soar above us

While you're cooling in a trap

While I'm cooling in a trap

Smile at me in memory

Our life burns out like a fire

While you're cooling in a trap

While I'm cooling in a trap

Bro, do you know what a trap is?

I'm so stuck, I doubt anyone else has ever been this way.

I haven't been sick for ten years, and then bam, cancer.

I might be an asshole in life, just putting my words to the beat.

That's all I can do, and if I leave,

My voice will stay here, like fish in a pond.

Powder in dressing rooms is strictly for the roads.

I didn't realize back then how expensive life is.

I can handle a horned trip or a cross.

This is Sasha Skul, an MC with cancer.

Cancer, suck it, SOS, I must save myself.

Khors, I'm sending you a cross, Khors.

It's an eternal trap; once you're caught in it, there's no escape.

A circle of April Fools' Day, "copy and paste," and the plots are written out. But I'm here alone, because the universe has managed its resources this way.

And around me, nothing, no one—emptiness, even my head is empty.

And behind the curtain, demons will dance on my bones. The fox smelled blood, but The wound doesn't even hurt anymore.

While night creeps up on me with its creaking, it's not too early to escape reality.

But I still wait, asking: "Where are you?"

The one who will tear me apart!

I lay under the setting sun and waited for an answer.

I released all my deepest secrets.

And she merely smirked, showing me her fangs.

And then I woke up, soaking wet, as if I'd swum across a river.

Everything is fine and so familiar, look around.

After all, you've always loved your home burrow beyond measure.

Bring me back to sleep, Morpheus, I'd sleep forever.

Believe me, it makes no difference to me, whether I've fallen into a trap here or there.

Smile at me in memory.

Our souls soar above us.

While you're cooling in a trap.

While I'm cooling in a trap.

Smile at me in memory.

Our lives are burning out like a fire.

While you're cooling in a trap.

While I'm cooling in a trap.

A trap with rusty teeth won't bite me.

I'll jump over this bastard day after day.

Dry lips, beard. And smoke in my crumbled teeth

I'll rise from the floor with a heaviness, at least a little dented

Alya, descending the abyss like a lame fucking kayak

The lighthouse shines desperately into the distance, not at all close

Not falling for the traps, but reproaching myself

For not being able to find faith, what does this have to do with me

The desire to throw my flippers down, like all those anchors

That sank so completely, they're at the bottom forever

If only I had the agility a snake possesses

The trap will devour all the faceless, never my people

Lost in the shadowy thicket, my foot caught in the trap

Mother called me lost, but now I believe it myself

Drops of blood on my pant leg, I sit barely alive

Death flaps its wings above my head

This morning I went out for firewood, and now I sit in tears

Nearby in the grass My axe and my backpack are resting. I tried to open the trap, but only roared in pain. To remain here as a stinking body - apparently this is my fate. Twilight pours over the forest.

Another hour and darkness.

And then, interestingly,

The hour of judgment has almost arrived.

But that's always the case.

You can't win a battle without losses.

I took the axe with both hands.

And raised it above my head.

Smile at me as a reminder.

Our souls soar above us.

While you are cooling in the trap.

While I am cooling in the trap.

Smile at me as a reminder.

Our lives are burning out like a fire.

While you are cooling in the trap.