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THE MAN OF THE CROWD
(Vlad Tarasov)

Streets like rivers in the mist
Lost and helpless in a chaotic stream
Lonely in this stuffy town
A dense tangle of iron and steel

When the night lights turn on
Smiling evil creeps out of the holes
Carnival of greed and lust
Insolence, dirty market of souls

Please find yourself, Man of the crowd
Just find a peace, get rid of your doubts
Don't turn around, no knees on the ground
Man of the crowd, Man of the crowd

You don't remember your own name
Ghosts of the past in the exhausted mind
Riddles of guilty conscience
Terrifying tales of a wizened heart

Looking for the only thing
Surrounded by estranged faces and eyes
Destination is unclear
Walls and stairs, disorderly ways

Run away from the morning sun
Maybe your shelter is a narrow chink,
Which you see in a mirror's dawn
Bared teeth of your deepest fear