Blood, banish, fear...
To live- by any price,
I did not dare to fall,
You were with me.
This trap
Is deadly, and yet,
I do not believe in death,
Nor do you!
I can distinguish only two colors-
Black and white.
And in my cartridges- my fate,
Nothing will stop me any more!
I disdain the entire world!
I do not want to call it the world.
You are with me, I with you,
You keep speaking, and I am silent.
I throw out a challenge to all
And I do not remember my own face
The world will see, let it see,
How we will reach the end!
And dreams came true.
In this dark world,
Only I and you,
We are in one grave.
"One day we will come to life in dreams!"
You used to say;
"when the body turns to dust,
There will be no pain and the fear will vanish."
I look at you in the mist,
And touch you with a dead hand,
You are like a piece of fuzz, you are in the sky
But I am like a stone, and I am on the ground.
If you can, then answer-
What do you see on that side of sleep?
And did they come true, did they come true,
Those strange dreams?
He thought, that he had died,
When his enemies
By a death from suffocation
Were condemned to the grave.
She lay beside him,
Cold, like ice,
Everything that he had loved so
No longer lives in her.
He went toward death,
Believing only,
That one day her world
Would open up for him.