Little Fungus
I’m a little fungus
In my heart beats
A flow of sunlight
Feelings under lock
Meaning bolted tight
Embraced the void, the one who could believe
Amulet failed to protect those who didn’t recognize
We coin our steps, it’s a new currency
Well-fed and healthy, that sounds great
A nourishing broth begs to join the feast
A thousand is cool, but we’ll be a million at least
We will be more than a billion, billions of billions
There’s no finer diamonds in the world
There will be reforging after regrouping
After, my crew will tell me what the situation is
Cartoons give birth to Homeric laughter
Psychodisco must be listened to cylindrically
To finally ask, what then? What follows this plot?
I’ll share my broth with my cat
And now only upward, we don’t stand on escalators
Want to see your motherland through a luminator?
Dig wells while your heart still beats
Motherland will smile at your echo
You choose life, oncoming movement
Attraction, power of imagination
The light will rattle in your silence
No longer be afraid of shadows outside
There are incredible crowns, improper roots
Mind your soul, think of health
Mind your health or think of your soul
Whether you wish or not, you’ll bow down to her
Skomorohi, 01.05.2024