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• 2. Hall Of Opposition (Apocalyptic Impression) [1998]

Control Shot or Halls of the Red (1998/2003)

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Hall of Opposition (Apocalyptic Impression)

Creating in a shadow of the black towers
I sense skies become thin.
And my heart is a sharp dark crystal
Filled up with cold of very depths of Ural,
The land of dead solitude,
Of his inside — ancient ice
Aged like frozen essence of comets.
Voids compress in zenith,
And alien to this times ghosts sprout up
From the center of the raging collapse.
Concentrating blackness is shooting out
From before sure structure of the cyclical universe.
There is treasure of disintegration order art
Under impenetrable cloak of death.
Masterpieces of lifeless horizon.
Apocalyptic inspiration.
Destroying in shadow of the black towers
I sense time fall to nought.
I coat with blood
The already murky landscapes-canvas
No remorse, no regret, no compassion,
And my heart is ages of the Opposition.

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