Blazing Mind

You must die, in the hell there's no more place for you

You are already the past that fallibly beats its breast

I would remain passive

If your crusade didn't have such a past

As always I can exist beyond your world

I've stopped taking care of consciousness of the fool

I am the thought, the great law of needs

You won't understand, why I think in a different way

And I don't give a shit about the curse of the cartoon god

Laughing I consider only as the nature of the past thing

You must die, in the hell there's no more place for you

You are already the past that fallibly beats its breast

Oh, you have to just for a moment feel your thoughts through me

In inconstant stream of supposed prophecies

I am the only one who understood that lost

I could have finished that long time ago or looked for confederates

Everything's got its price, only a coward misses his honour

"Disgrace is the ambiguity of need"

"Yes, I found a grave full of the resurrected spirit

and soon I felt the irony of this whole world.

Because when I was taking the robe off in a big fear,

I saw my corpse turned into the honey-cake."