Heroin song

THE AMPULLA & THE SPOON

Tonight she will be a queen of dreams
Drop of the sin will make her see things
She touched the Spurs. She rules with the Sword
She’s got the Scepter and the Orb

There is no limit for her now
She is a ruler
But the crown is just a phantom, yes it’s so
She is a duffer as they know

She’s not a princess but a chick
She’s not expensive
She is cheap

Dreams have to end ‘cause it’s a noon
You see the ampoule and the spoon
are the regalia she has got
She’s anointed by devil
Not by God




THE LAST BATTLE

A warrior was killed
His deathbed was a field
He failed in his last fight
But he’ll arise one day
He will demand the pay
His wrath will light the night

Till centuries went by
A feeble glory died
Forgetfulness had won
Eternity‘s his trip
The sleep of Death is deep
His tomb is overgrown

The warrior was killed
He was without a shield
He lost the battle, but
His name was born again
Reviving the main aim
That we can finish up






BLIND BRANCHES

Blind branches of trees
Are tearing the light
I am like a fish, that is
In a net, inside

I’m feeling the stink
I’m not of my dot
It must be a thing
To bloom or to rot

This world is the pattern
Of a backward kid
It hasn’t a matter
I’m alone in the street

It isn’t a street
This is just a design
Of fissures I see
In a spot of the light
Up on the wall
That I’m resting against
Beyond it, I know,
A dead man was placed

It must be a thing
To rot or to bloom
I’m feeling the stink
In my darkling room




COLD

Bright sun blinds my eyes
Dry winds freeze my face
Shades frighten my mind
I can not do a pace

Fallen down on the snow I’m breathing hard
It is death
I know
No beatings of my heart

But I try to crawl
I try to stand up
I failed
The snow became a closed jug
For me
As I’m lying
On the ice
It’s so cold
The end
Yes, I’m dying
I’m cold man of mold




HEROIN SONG

Just take a look around and see
Everything here belongs to me
Casinos, clubs and bars
Grand villas, yachts and cars 
And all this crap is only mine
You know I’m one who draws the line
Fine!
I am the one who draws the line

I am the king. I am the lord
Come on. I’m one who keeps the ford
I am the only food
That feeding Hollywood
The governors respect me ‘cause I am beyond the Good
Well
They call me death. They find me cool. I can’t be understood

I am the bullet in you head
I take you down and make you mad
Yes
O yeah
Your home, your life, your death are mine. I run this fucking mass.
My surname is Success
I’m one who draws the line

They suck my blood and eat my flash
And I’m the core of their mash
They prize me over gold
I reign and rule the world
Encouraging a sin
My name is Heroin




SUNK

I’m lost in the ocean
I’m drowning alone
Without any motion
I’m losing a tone

I’m lost in the ocean
The ocean of death
My tempo is distortional
My dream is a shelf

Unable to swim I don’t see any shore
The ocean is grim and it wishes to gore
My ship’s on the bottom
My boat is on fire
My blood’s mixed with water
My future is dire





DIE LIKE A MAN

Crooked path leads to hell
Dust of times is not for sale
Ancient bell is to ring
Death of foes must be grim
Darkness is beyond my eyes
Night is as cold as an ice
Don’t implore me don’t ask me
On your feet or on your knees
Look at stars look at Moon
Don’t be upset it is your doom
Blood in darkness is so black
You don’t hope to come back
Die like a man