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Понял, что меня все это время смущало в "The Dusk in Us": это же трек с текстом, который может прочитываться как мрачный child sexual abuse. Ну серьезно, оно так и звучит, не может быть, что это только мне кажется:
and at night they come
when protectors are gone
not in waves
but in shadows
prancing on the wall
creeping up the bed
it’s there they thrive
and nest within
dear frightened little boy
it’s time to rise above all of their noise
ghosts are merely shadows
you are flesh and bone
the grudge does not have regret
when there is no past to forget
our denial it speaks in tongues
there’s monsters - among us
and at dawn they’ll go
with the last shred of hope
someday it’ll change
or so they say
just bide your time
and try to stay alive
revenge will come
with the rising sun
dear shattered little girl
this is not the end of your world
it’s the beginning of the rest of your life
where you do, or you die
it’s not a trial but a test
just a broken mirror to reflect
our denial it speaks in tongues
there's monsters among us
and at night they come
when protectors are gone
not in waves
but in shadows
prancing on the wall
creeping up the bed
it’s there they thrive
and nest within
i ask from within my heart
where did our failures start
if we must imagine ourselves
as someone, somewhere else
and what does the future hold
if we’re running low on health and hope
our denial it speaks in tongues
there’s monsters among us
dusk lives within us
dusk lives within us
darkness won’t give up
darkness won’t give up
dusk lives within us
dusk lives within us
darkness won’t give up
darkness won’t give up
dusk in us
dusk in us
dusk in us
dusk in us
Привидения -- они только подменяют истинный страх, как бы говорит нам Джейкоб Бэннон, а настоящие-то монстры -- среди нас.
#post_hardcore
and at night they come
when protectors are gone
not in waves
but in shadows
prancing on the wall
creeping up the bed
it’s there they thrive
and nest within
dear frightened little boy
it’s time to rise above all of their noise
ghosts are merely shadows
you are flesh and bone
the grudge does not have regret
when there is no past to forget
our denial it speaks in tongues
there’s monsters - among us
and at dawn they’ll go
with the last shred of hope
someday it’ll change
or so they say
just bide your time
and try to stay alive
revenge will come
with the rising sun
dear shattered little girl
this is not the end of your world
it’s the beginning of the rest of your life
where you do, or you die
it’s not a trial but a test
just a broken mirror to reflect
our denial it speaks in tongues
there's monsters among us
and at night they come
when protectors are gone
not in waves
but in shadows
prancing on the wall
creeping up the bed
it’s there they thrive
and nest within
i ask from within my heart
where did our failures start
if we must imagine ourselves
as someone, somewhere else
and what does the future hold
if we’re running low on health and hope
our denial it speaks in tongues
there’s monsters among us
dusk lives within us
dusk lives within us
darkness won’t give up
darkness won’t give up
dusk lives within us
dusk lives within us
darkness won’t give up
darkness won’t give up
dusk in us
dusk in us
dusk in us
dusk in us
Привидения -- они только подменяют истинный страх, как бы говорит нам Джейкоб Бэннон, а настоящие-то монстры -- среди нас.
#post_hardcore
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