Posts from Sacred Haven of Debauchery
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What shall we name the establishment?
You will all die in a radioactive landfill
However, I won't feel sorry for you
And the nuclear reactor is still working
It supplies energy for various idiots
On TV, silly songs about sexual reproduction
There's a feeling of decline in the theory of consumption
We all live in a technological Middle Ages
We listen to religious nonsense and take care of our health
Humanity hasn't learned to use the potential of the brain
Death is not a treat; tomorrow it might be too late
Where is the promised immortality?
Those who promised it are long gone
Who will pave the way for progress?
Not those who are busy with their workout?
Or those who carefully monitor their weight?
What a cute little boy.
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Where do we end up when we save the world?
I'd like a hat with wide brims, a really cool one, so I look awesome, just like Maestro Holopainen.
нас все равно расстреляют,
если мы проиграем эту войну.
Yes, we all love him. Son of the Flooder.
He's more like a clown than a boy.
Amazing poems! Did you write them yourself?
Poet Mortulus is at your service.
Currently, I'm busy writing a novel called "Worms," which promises to be a blockbuster. Maybe I'll share some excerpts with you.
И пока в кармане пачка милкиуэйев - значит все не так уж плохо на сегодняшний день