Sarcastically about exams

Женя Строкач
    You scream today
    Cause you don't know the way
    From those depressive thoughts
    Your brains'v become the ugly empty dots

    Anxiety has conquered mind
    The eyes on turning blind
    What for the restless nights
    If no result tonight

    These boring exercises
    Adrenaline arises...
    Go to bed my darling
    The final hour coming

    What if I forget a word?
    Or something like a scrambled code
    Or any date of ancient war?
    This info's too hard to store!

    He's a gangster of a soul
    He makes your mind slow down and crawl
    And giving us some kind of talk
    Is also part of his casual work

    He's a king of fear
    Everyone should hear
    Like hundred of men have stopped and peer
    Inside your whisper "disappear"

    He sends lots of doubts on bus or train
    The head can't resist horrible pain
    So coming to place of testing at last
    Your soul has lost all previous trust

    And taking whitesheet from the bag
    Is merely nothing - this was a crack
    'Embarassed thoughts,keep route
    Retreat? That won't be understood...'

    The only way o fading him to dust
    Is strong belief and so-called people's trust.
    Remember the exam being only a fake
    Get ready another time a real one to take.

    Ohhhh..are you here...king of fear
    Noooo..I am not-replied the voice-Then thanks a lot.