Disintegration

Ольга Бестужева
Illusions are to fall in motion.
You still keep in your eyes something (untold).
They're coming back to dance in fusion.
Smoke is me-an-de-ring in veins.

We dreamed of heaven-ever-lasting
The day is crucified and hanging weak.
With lips impaled and iron tasting
We fall to salty truth to drink.


You, say who's not tired?
(We fall devided)
Blured and belated
(In crowded desert)
lalala
(Annihilation)
Sure and running blinded..


As they are marching to the sunset
The leaflets shout after them
They're comming back wrapped into scarlet
Udner a heavy tread of rain

We wanted heaven never passing
This time machinery is ignorant and deaf
The words endorse eternal grading
Of beings with illicit dreams


You, say who's not tired?
(We fall devided)
Blured and belated
(In crowded desert)
lalala
(Annihilation)
Sure and running blinded..