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Ashen Sea (sCorThix)
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I don't care about the sky
I don't worry about the Earth
I don't care about birds life
I am spit on a human losses
There are clots of blood in the rivers water
There are terrible scream among the molecules of air
My night dreams will not be a shorter
If the axis of the world will become a chaos prey
But I met someone, who not like me
She cures all cuts on her pathway
She is only spark in the ashen sea
Can a one small flash blow up the whole Milky Way?
I tried to clean my windows from inside and outside
But I can only see dance of crying dust
Storm on the ceiling works on my mind
I'm even not remember good times in the past
Ocean-botom creatures drank all of my coffee
In puddles flying nebulae — tombs of ancient stars
My overheated brain is viscous like a toffee
My soul isn`t reached few meters to Mars
But I met someone, who not like me
She cures all cuts on her pathway
She is only spark in the ashen sea
Can a one small flash blow up the whole Milky Way?
I don't care about the sky
I don't worry about the Earth
I don't care about birds life
Whom I've to kill for the emotion source?..
I don't worry about the Earth
I don't care about birds life
I am spit on a human losses
There are clots of blood in the rivers water
There are terrible scream among the molecules of air
My night dreams will not be a shorter
If the axis of the world will become a chaos prey
But I met someone, who not like me
She cures all cuts on her pathway
She is only spark in the ashen sea
Can a one small flash blow up the whole Milky Way?
I tried to clean my windows from inside and outside
But I can only see dance of crying dust
Storm on the ceiling works on my mind
I'm even not remember good times in the past
Ocean-botom creatures drank all of my coffee
In puddles flying nebulae — tombs of ancient stars
My overheated brain is viscous like a toffee
My soul isn`t reached few meters to Mars
But I met someone, who not like me
She cures all cuts on her pathway
She is only spark in the ashen sea
Can a one small flash blow up the whole Milky Way?
I don't care about the sky
I don't worry about the Earth
I don't care about birds life
Whom I've to kill for the emotion source?..
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