They are on top. They hold the lives in hands. They are the Masters, so they know what's better. But still we hear the screams of sudden deaths And still we burn the undelivered letters. Whoever was the guy who made this world I don't beleive he was on top of others. He was just tired - so much thoughts to hold... So he decided to unlock the covers. And so we are. And #life is sparkling strange. And so we hope - tomorrow we'll be higher. We're trying hard to reach the heaven's edge And every day we're loosing it while trying The lows and downs are same as tops and highs And left is right, as north and south are equal. Among the others you can reach the skies If only you are worth of writing sequel...

He was friendly and nice and his face was so cute, But he burned to the ashes, his bullets were shoot. She pretended she knew what he tried to become, So she flew to the heavens as her job was done… That’s the story in short, but I hope sense is there, As they both did the same, and they still doesn’t care, One is burnt and the other is flying the skies If you still doesn’t care - then you got it all right.

I'm watching the tide once again on the shore I'm trying to follow the wave I've tried to relax and i've tried to ignore But still I have troubles to save. I'm watching the sand as it goes silk and plain When ocean is running away I wish all my thoughts disappear just the same And nothing been trying to stay I'm watching the clouds and birds that can fly I wish I've been sharing the flight So peaceful is #life if you think you can die - So stupid is "#life as a Fight".

Every morning looks the same - Start the day and start the game: Put on smile and hide yourself, Lock the soul on highest shelf. Smile to those, who're playing smart - They made lies a sort of Art: Games are played behind your back, Just relax - and they'll attack Smile to those, who just don't care - They have own Gods to care: Gods of Scare and Mistrust Eating their souls to dust. Smile and stay as much relaxed As you can. Or you'll be axed. Work as if you're simple tool Save yourself by playing fool. - What's that #life? A sort of joke? Is it just for random bloke? - No. That's #life around me. Crying souls want to break free.

Rabbit I saw the rabbit running And shouting "I'm late". This was not even funny When he had ruined the gate. His ears were long and scary, He jumped over the hedge. I thought he was preparing Some peaceful soul to catch... He roared as loud as lion, And crashed into the wall! (Remember - I was trying To be not scared at all!) So I was hiding silent, When he went really mad, His eyes flashed red and violent, He noticed me ahead. I'm not the fastest person, (I love Wild#life as well), But this time - I was awesome. While running. Hot as hell. I love the fecking rabbits, But mostly.. on my plate And not when they've bad habits Of eating me with hate.