Widows talk while graves expand,
Decay consumes this cursed land.
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The Darkness of New "Norms"
Trash to feed,
With lies beneath —
Fascist feed,
Poisoned sheath.
Toxin in food,
Falsehoods spread.
A Vile rules,
Obedience bred —
And leads you straight
To evil’s seat,
Where worms like you
Are crushed beneath.
Trash to feed
Will vanish soon:
The darkness born
Of “norms” — a doom.
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Poisoned scraps, the worm’s new feast,
Lies breed darkness — truth deceased.
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The Ninth Wave
They piss in your eyes — but that’s the dew
Of a dumb god’s petty crew.
They guard their skins, to feast, to thrive,
While feeding heads just to survive.
They shit on heads, call it care,
In vile lies, fools find no air.
They shit and shit — the ruler’s right,
Only he holds power tight.
Soon they’ll say, pants raised high,
“Run!” — and you just comply.
“No” is rare — the CowID
Made it clear: minds cease to be.
Seven-eighths — dumb and spent,
Ruled by Lies’ Ninth Wave, unbent.
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The Ninth Wave crashes — lies prevail,
Minds drowned deep in a poisoned gale.
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The Ninth Wave
They piss in your eyes — but call it dew,
From a dumb god’s pitiless crew.
Their bodies shield them, feeding greed,
While feasting on your mind’s last seed.
They shit on heads, disguise the plague,
Fools choke on lies — no chance to gauge.
The ruler’s right — his throne of shit,
Unshaken, cruel, the ultimate writ.
Soon pants will drop — commands will shout:
“Run, slaves, obey! No room for doubt.”
“No” is gone — CowID declared,
Seven-eighths lost, mind stripped and bared.
The Ninth Wave rises — black, unbound,
A tsunami of lies, crushing ground.
It drowns the last spark of the sane,
Apocalypse born in the reign.
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The Ninth Wave roars — the mind’s last breath.
Lies drown the world — a wave of death.
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The Ninth Wave
They piss in your eyes —
But call it dew —
From a dumb god’s pitiless crew.
Their bodies shield —
Feeding greed —
While feasting on your mind’s last seed.
They shit on heads —
Disguise the plague —
Fools choke on lies — no chance to gauge.
The ruler’s right —
His throne of shit —
Unshaken, cruel — the ultimate writ.
Soon pants will drop —
Commands will shout:
“Run, slaves, obey! No room for doubt.”
“No” is gone —
CowID declared —
Seven-eighths lost, minds stripped and bared.
The Ninth Wave rises —
Black, unbound —
A tsunami of lies — crushing ground.
It drowns the last spark —
Of the sane —
Apocalypse born — in the reign.
Final battle cry:
The Ninth Wave roars —
The mind’s last breath.
Lies drown the world —
A wave of death.
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Veterinarians of Fascism
Those vets who “care”
For sheep to thrive —
Their “healing” glare
Just keeps them alive.
Bold lies prescribe
The cure of fear,
Till fools comply —
Their end is near.
They shove the sludge,
Fake tests proclaim:
“All sick!” they judge —
No health remains.
No place for truth
In madhouse walls —
Fascism’s root
In every hall.
The world’s mad house —
Synonym for pain,
Fascists push dread —
And mental strain.
Those sick in mind,
They’ll “cure” with lies,
Just switch the tags —
The poison flies.
Stand firm, resist —
Or be their prey,
Vets of fascist “care”
Will take your soul away.
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Vets of lies, with poisoned cure,
Kill the mind — make fools endure.
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Fear and Obey
Fear and obey,
Obey and fear —
Round and round,
Hell draws near.
Fear’s a plague,
You’re just a tool.
To crush that fear —
Stupidity’s rule.
The scaffold’s lost —
The world’s the stage.
In dullness trained,
Generations cage.
Monsters thrive
In skillful lies,
Their brand is stamped
Across all skies.
Reforged like sumo beasts,
The vile press down.
Mind and spirit choke —
Under the crowd’s crown.
Ruled by fear,
Ruled by dull,
Almost all fools
Wear the dull skull.
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Fear’s the leash — obey the call,
Stupidity’s grip will make you fall.
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Promises Every Year
Vova robbed St. Petersburg,
In treachery well-versed,
His “merits” crowned the throne,
Though death had him rehearsed.
They killed him long ago,
Yet no one speaks the truth,
As if the dead still spin
Their lies in endless youth.
Those promises — for all,
On every broken theme,
A library could rise
From all that empty scheme.
The double-faced Führer’s here —
Now killing with a grin,
A shadow puppet master’s game,
Where truth has worn too thin.
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Vova’s dead, but still he lies,
The double Führer wears disguise.
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Different Paths
Wretches march —
A mad, false world.
You grow old —
Your mind’s unfurled.
Youth’s vows fade —
You sell your soul.
Opening doors
To evil’s role.
Wretches march —
Step aside.
At first, it’s harsh —
The price of stride.
You’re a lone walker —
Don’t join the throng.
Better be a prisoner,
Than march with wrong.
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Wretches march — but you must part,
The lonely road saves your heart.
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A Method of Suicide
Poetry will kill you,
If you dare expose.
But Death will cradle—
The way life goes.
Nerves will drain away,
Health fades to none.
Heart attacks lead the way,
The rest’s just dumb.
Let each line be TNT,
Exploding loud.
Gather strength — ignite the spark —
Then fly unbound.
Where Death will take you,
Doesn’t matter—
This Hell’s the foulest,
Praised by fool or slatter.
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Poetry’s a deadly flame,
Death’s embrace ends the game.
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Accelerating and Spreading
Time speeds up,
Stupidity grows.
Life’s no longer —
A burden shows.
Total foolishness
Kills the last sparks
Of spirit, thought —
Lost in the dark.
All crave lies,
Like frozen machines.
Few remain pure —
The world’s unclean.
So all is lost —
This cursed place,
A hell on earth,
For the unwashed race.
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Time runs fast, the fools prevail,
A dying world beneath their veil.
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Hell by Light
“Tarnished hues — sulfur, blue, and gold.
I tore the flickering chains apart,
And, bursting bright, though burned and cold,
I killed the dreadful Nothing’s heart.”
— Konstantin Balmont, “Death to Death,” 1899.
Tear this false world — unworthy, torn,
Where Spirit and Mind lie slain and worn.
You only lose chains — the dead walk here,
Amid the lies that bind in fear.
There’s Power in Light — seek it inside,
Ignite, consume, let all be fried.
Let fools keep chewing lies they trust —
The freaks will fall, swept off this dust.
Stronger than thought, that Light’s aflame,
It’s coming soon to Hell’s dark claim,
Where men are numbers, cold, confined,
And devils seek the obedient mind.
Be one with this fierce, mighty Light,
We must burn Hell from its blight.
Let this be Evil’s answering call,
Since war is waged to break us all.
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Light will burn the hellish lies,
Rise up now — let darkness die.
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The Flood
Abhorrence, filth multiply —
This is the Flood, no lie!
This world will drown and rot,
In lies — a foolish blot.
The world’s own grave-digger stands,
A fiend who rules these lands.
We’ve hit the very bottom’s floor —
Mad slaves forevermore.
The wise and spirits few remain,
Amidst the foul, profane.
Abhorrence reigns without contest,
Honor stands the lone protest.
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The flood of lies consumes us all,
Only honor stands, tall.
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The Sack
The selling fiends believe the world is strong,
Since souls are sold, it’ll last lifelong...
But lies and treason hold this fragile frame,
A rotten base — no crypt to claim.
The filth will spread, and all will drown —
The rightful end of traitor’s crown.
And if a traitor spares your skin? —
The Super-Goat’s dark plans begin.
These selling fiends deserve Hell’s fire,
And Hell is here — Dante’s a liar.
The sack with gold will be seized away,
And down they go — no price to pay.
All they have left — a worthless sack,
Dragged down and sunk — no turning back.
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Rotten sacks, their gold all lost,
Hell’s the fate — the final cost.
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Jihad of Lies
For Lies, a jihad —
When no damn fool
Remains above the bottom’s rule.
The idiot’s glad —
Feeds on poison and sham.
A war declared on all of us — damn.
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Lies wage jihad — fools starve in pain,
The war on truth will rage again.
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Jihad of Lies
Lies declare their jihad, no fool survives,
Stuck in the gutter where the bottom thrives.
Idiot chomps on poison and deceit,
War on us all — no retreat, no defeat.
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Roast and Steam
Roast and steam
Hit the world of lies.
Here, falsehood’s balm —
A dead fool’s guise.
Scalded by that lie,
But from above, the Flame
Will say: “Well cooked,
The stench’s no more to blame!”
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Lies get burned, the truth ignites,
The stink dissolves in cleansing lights.
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“With ‘Care’ for the Livestock”
In Memory of Vladimir Vysotsky
The wolf hunt’s done —
Now jackals roam.
A beast-house built —
For donkeys’ home.
But that’s half the pain —
All around, the sheep.
Where sheep prevail,
Fascism runs deep.
It kills the herd
With “care” so sly.
Bold lies abound —
Enough to make you dry.
But war’s loud bullshit
Is now in style:
The cattle drown
In lies — “care” piled.
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Wolves are gone, the sheep now reign,
Fed with lies — in care’s cruel chain.
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Fishing
Bighead carp bites the worm,
Fools bite lies — it’s their term.
Care for bait, when casting wide —
Rotten hooks where truths have died.
Only fools love rotten stuff —
Scatter lies, that’s more than enough.
Rot and lies together blend —
A perfect trap, my crafty friend.
Stock up well on rotten lies —
You’ll be fishing fool’s surprise.
Your friend’s a gibberish brew:
The biggest fool bites through and through.
Catching fools is easy, see —
A science of the century:
Let the lie just rot and stink —
And dull the mind of those who think.
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Cast your rotten bait, beware,
Fools will bite into the snare.
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Graduation
The screw is set, the nut is tight —
Today’s the school’s last night!
The fiends increase the “bonds” all round —
“You’re bound,” if madness you have found.
That school must kill your mind outright,
Teach obedience, keep quiet tight.
Then you’ll uphold all their abuse,
For here the pawn’s the one profuse.
He’s food for freaks, that wretched spawn —
Those fiends howl on from dusk till dawn.
The school will teach you not to fight —
It’s game over, no more light.
From there, but few with souls come through,
The rest rot in Hell’s vile brew —
A Hell that’s real, no fantasy —
If madness rules your canopy.
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School screws minds to keep control,
Only few escape that hole.
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Biomechanics
Dead children of dead parents —
Wretched victims of Hell’s war.
Armies of fiends — corruptors of Spirit —
Strike with lies and cunning more.
Darkness in minds — the final cost.
The filthy zombie sees no chains.
He “thinks” this world’s beneath a God...
But under Satan’s reign remains.
Tone too harsh? We all are blamed,
But fool’s the enemy eternal.
He’s always ready for Evil’s game,
A MECHANISM in Reason’s journal.
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Dead souls march in evil’s scheme,
Fools fuel the nightmare’s dream.
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Losing One’s Mind
We’re losing our minds, not the road,
And not much left before the load —
The world’s grand madhouse comes to call:
Soul death, mind’s sarcoma fall.
There, the diagnosis common, plain.
Filth’s for those who complain.
It’s bliss to jab with rotten stuff —
Why fight? The pain’s enough.
People drive these roads, you see.
Fools served up as food for beastly.
They feast, they laugh, the fiends delight,
Hell on Earth goes on — no light.
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Minds decay, the madness spreads,
Hell on Earth, where fiends are fed.
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Boots and Nerds
Boots outrank glasses — easy to break,
To crush the specs, fools gladly take.
The fool’s old-school, the idiot’s loud —
This breed is bred to rule the crowd.
Spread the lies, ignite the fight —
You’ll claim each battle, wrong or right.
And crushing smarts is not a feat —
Boots stomp brains beneath their feet.
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Boots crush brains, and fools obey,
Lies win out, and smarts decay.
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Just So Nothing Happens...
Just so nothing breaks the way —
And Evil doesn’t have its day...
Fiends’ “laws” shift like drifting sand:
Alive? Then luck’s still in your hand.
Luck’s on bastards’ donkey’s back,
Bent beneath the fiends’ attack.
But donkey brays, “It’s not so bad.
They say: ‘The war is being had?’”
No war declared by fiendish kind —
They break the donkeys’ trusting mind.
Drowned in lies, these fools are sent,
To slaughter’s door — called “labor’s” vent.
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No war declared, just lies to bite,
Donkeys march blind into the night.
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“Search” Algorithms
Deceits and traps —
That’s Yandex’s scheme.
Filters, ads —
Fascism’s grim dream.
No logic there,
Just shame and dread.
Answers given —
To the dull and dead.
A clever mind can’t find a trace.
Kab’ala plots invade the space.
Madness reigns — a mental pit,
Where fools just stumble, never quit.
There you’ll find in that mad hall
Simple answers, made to stall:
Rotten tricks for rotten skins,
“Cures” that feed fascist sins.
You’ll become a willing pawn,
The people march — forlorn,
Once a “Cosomol” proud and bright,
Now just rabble lost to night.
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Lies in code, no truth to find,
Madness rules the searcher’s mind.
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A Human?
Fiends bomb Kherson’s hospitals down,
Claiming they’ve come here to own the town...
And all the crazies trust the box —
That zombifies with endless talks...
And that’s a human? Hell, no way!
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Hospitals burn, fiends invade,
Zombied fools just watch the charade.
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The Valve
Dullness crowned as prime distinction,
Greed and treason — daily bread.
Quirks? A valve for foul emission
When the fear and filth have spread.
Through that valve — the stink of weakness,
Cowardice begins to flow.
Once it's full — it leaks with meekness.
All the rest? Just hollow show...
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