Текст песни Paschokk - Путеводная звезда

I'm a pashok, a maniac of maniacs, a manic thought
pour ammonia on your father's throat
I make cuts on my arms and legs with a knife and it pleases my eye as a racer pressing the gas
yes i'm crazy but i paint my life as a poet
going over the beats I perform pirouettes and so verse after verse
I fucked your mother, but does her son know about it? swinging a knife like a brush across the canvas
as a child I hope that I will erase their entire race from the earth forever
like a hedgehog in a fog, I kill all the hachi
on the way being an idea drugged
my eyes are clouded, two different eyes,
blue and yellow, look at the world like a film child
two different guises, peaceful and frightening
but both dream of bringing all the infidels to their knees
two personalities in me - good and bad
the first loves and protects, the second on
cuts and cuts everything on its way
and vryatli someone and someday put an end to all this
but each of you knows my ego
lowers you five steps along the social ladder
demons rage in each of you as in purgatory
climb the wall and shred from themselves from their own hatred
and although order in this picture of a sick artist cannot be restored
I know, as long as the guiding star shines, it will lead me to the temple