понедельник, 15 января 2007
THIS NEW ORDER (англ. яз.)
читать дальшеForm of the power that an arm of steel winding up the smoke that the earth trampling a huge malevolent deity sounding a bow creaks approaches
Great aggression before
I watched compulsion of readiness
To the window which I make a sound, and shake
I am horrible, and an arrow of fire sticks
This new order
This sudden plunder
Because I return my world, and there is not a bottom from here
Receive pouring sparks
By a piece of lying glass
A continuance of the dream that I do not call that I cut the sky and cut off by own hand
What would be prohibited
The scenery which clears up with twice
I am not appearing before me
The view that blazes still
Receive pouring sparks
All to surround which I fall apart, and go away
So as not to be able to have it for memory
Because I look after me with a damaged figure
slowly…slowly…slowly in the dark.
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