Текст песни Good Hash Production - Мистика

I fit in the nano- meter , I'm still in the project,
New life in a single Petri dish
I clearly visible in the three projections and isometric
I feel that am of molecules
Century seems that human eye swing ,
Flower of life again and again creates clouds
Behind koleyuga ahead Kamaloca
Or sooner or better yet put the block ,
Target lock on the carrier wave ,
All I needed data is already in me ,
All key indicators at the level
And like protected from intrusion from the outside,
But something is wrong with this spiral of eternity
As failures on the thread , there stand serifs ,
This deformity can only be the result of human activity ,
Gradually begin to see the wall,
At an odd angle to the floor find myself confused ,
I move in the shadows trying to remember where I am,
With the window smiling at me plant.

Iznanka just incredibly far
The market does not have a perfected development
Biocurrents energy fields are easily seen in
Who experienced them myself .
Enumerating issues transfer answers
Sharp splash of adrenaline
In the long hours of consideration - their arrows froze.
Around the animated film , a linear plot line ,
If some force pressed on top , like music on a broken piano
She speaks and breathes - this is too much :
See patterns and flash , hike in a hurry I took the extra ,
I was cool - devices out of control ,
The role of logic in these frames went missing
One clings to another , like a snowball ,
Flying on an inclined sweeps away everything he said.
Tell me , what is it?
But the question was drowned in silence pitch ,
History has not ended, then I woke up not fresh .

- I know this solution , it is always so with the arrival of ...

Thousands of encrypted characters engraved on the ground by someone unknown .
Houses mannequins , people like ? ? ? they would be removed -
But it is punishable criminally .
Incident occurred a few hours after the test ,
Someone overdone , looking bewildered passers Pal soup,
They're all weird - it's a nightmare ,
His gait twist globe .
Scary , is not helped , but I still cried ,
The denouement was far everything is rewound
Continuing, if I was determined to commit suicide -
I would choose a more humane way to ...
I sit on a bench in the courtyard ,
Chips and beer - arguing about something .
Image blurred in the corners of the screen,
These cartoons bothersome than advertising ,
And bring joy , thought pougarat -
But drifted farther than I thought ...

- No doubt , it affects the psyche, and generally speaking , it creates such polucheloveka , which does not distinguish reality ...

Forget all the bases , throw out the instructions
We product this minute and human stupidity ,
I do not know what joy stupidity.
Prus what pret possible.
Crossing the threshold of pain , feeling a rush of blood ,
I furrowed eyebrows , and stood on a par with its shadow .
I forgot about the role allotted to me by nature ,
Foreign body inside behaved humbly.
With the sounds of the mountain forge, ineptly , but nimbly
Threw the whole weight of the brain with the support legs .
Head dangling phrases in a funnel-shaped
I did not want to be loud , sound scoring clots.
Right now would be to leave the metro from all the germs ,
Cow disease spread - I do not cringe ;
I'm in a box of Flawless cartons,
Bitter experience has always remained in the subcortex .

- Yes, you understand that this is all - all your feelings? All these side effects ...

Mystery ... Lost to this reality ,
My instinct - deflower ,
Causing wear. Mystery tearing to pieces by asking questions :
You sold my mother a dose ? - Silly boy.
Structure of consciousness melts , sweeping in your stories - the point
In my - comma . Loses his usual circle shape
I fulfilled the norm , I'll still turf .
Magical air. I inhale the vapors
Hundreds of local baryg brought me gifts .
Let me be the second after Dima and Dina
On the trail I ask Molodin lead us .
Dense wilds , but I seem lucky ,
Do not let be a trophy for fags suchih ,
And let me exhausted of shifting sands ,
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