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Если бы ночные хищники писали музыку

Текст:

In the silence in the night,

You won't hear a single sound,

Little mouse say bye bye,

Before you have time to look around,

My wings are silence itself,

My claws are your prison,

Hope only on yourself,

Or pray to your mouse gods if you see the reason.

The moon has illuminated the truth,

I'm going out hunt,

Because my children are hungry too,

Come into my beak you little cunt.

Be afraid be afraid, i can sense your fear,

Don't look up, i'm already very near.

It won't so hurt,

But we both know it's a lie,

We're all turning into dirt,

Run bitch, try not to die.