Our King-Mukden, Our King-Tsushima airport,
Our King is a bloody stain,
Zlovon′e powder and smoke,
In which the mind is dark.

Our King-squalor-blind,
A prison and a whip, podsud, firing squad,
King-Hangman, the lower half,
That promised, but give not dare.

He is a coward, He feels with zapinkoj,
But will, -the day of reckoning awaits.
Who started the reign Hodynkoj,
The finished, Standing on the scaffold.
(Konstantin Balmont)

A Civilized Society.

Music sketching:

DDT – I saw FSB General

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