Sobberbloodd - Words about the Uttermost Destruction | Текст песни

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• Words about the Uttermost Destruction

In the cosmodrome center
there was a small white little table.
Round it four easy flame throwers,
directed every which way have been placed,
and huge black dogs
with the extended sad muzzles
lay among the scattered weapon
and is lazy licked the reddened concrete …

«Foreigners from for limits of Solar system
will have nothing to do here …
the uttermost destruction …
are liquidated …»

The Chief talked to the man of huge growth
tightened in black plastic.
Against covered with a glow of fires of the sky
is deathly pale profile accurately appeared.

In a cut of his eyes there was that that east,
as well as in all expression of his face
and in a bend of lips of coffee color.
I then too often met these indelible signs
on the most various persons and I know
that they can't be carried to what or certain race.

It is a question of signs
of a certain clinical condition.
unlike people accompanying it,
armed cap-á-pie,
the giant in a hand had only a switch
from the bull veins,
and its dry clicks on a stone
as though underlined its words.