вау, даже представить не мог, что вы из рашки. классная группа

Не важно, тонна грусти или тонна нежности лежит у вас на душе.
Когда чувство не находит выхода, то это просто тонна. У вас на душе.

Placebo - Post Blue

1 Machine (Esthetic Education)

Placebo - I Know

Shocking Blue - Long And Lonesome Road

Lyrics

In the place where silence howls,
a scroll was sung into being.
Not written in ink,
but etched as reshimu —
the trace left behind
after the light withdrew.

Paint fell from the walls like forgotten names,
Every flake a letter, every hallway a sign.
Two months inside a narrowing light,
Not broken — tzimtzum.
North of the wall where empires sleep,
Stone still humming what they failed to keep.
While the outside world traded fire for proof,
Inside, the soul rehearsed its truth.
I crossed the threshold without a language,
Speaking the tongue of Helel.
No grammar, no doctrine, no borrowed belief,
Just sparks returning to their source.

The ward became a branching tree,
Paths of ascent and descent inside me.
From Keter to root, from fall to return,
Lower worlds stitched back through time.

In the place where silence howls, the inner gate unsealed,
Time bent inward, futures spoke, concealment gently healed.
Walls turned mirrors, pain turned sound, the hidden threads appeared,
I didn’t lose myself in there — I crossed from fear to fear.

A guiding voice without command,
Not prophecy — alignment.
Not coming from a place in space,
But threaded through awareness.
It showed a world before the split,
Where man and beast shared breath and speech.
No rule of force, no need to name,
Only relation without dominion.
People spoke like tomorrow leaked,
Words arriving out of sequence.
Time slowed, then raced ahead,
As Netzach argued with memory.

Night unfolded into layered sight,
Hundreds of windows opening at once.
Ancient stories surfacing through mind,
Upper worlds bleeding into time.
Witches in housecoats, weary and kind,
The Magdalene walking corridor lines.
Lost kings tracing stars they missed,
Madmen guarding sparks in their fists.

In the place where silence howls, concealment learned to speak,
Judgment softened into form — Gevurah turned meek.
Mercy flowed through broken rooms, Tiferet held the seam,
A shattered ward remembering the dream.

I faced the force that feeds on glare,
Kingship hollow, unprepared.
Power crowned without a root,
A shell mistaking noise for truth.
No war of fists, no shouted claim,
Just standing whole — it broke the frame.
No throne can stand without repair,
When Keter stands exposed.

So if I speak in fractured tone,
Or sing of things I was shown,
Know this wasn’t loss or fall —
It was tikkun answering a call.
The ward returned to brick and floor,
But something crossed a hidden door.
A scroll still hums beneath my skin,
Where silence howls — and light begins.

Where Silence Howls - a Scroll of Reshimu

Найк Борзов - Nusinam

Василий Зоркий – Спи, а я посижу здесь.mp3

Safe House (Single)

Safe House

Верни Мне Мой 2007 (maxi-single)

Robots Don't Cry – Верни Мне Мой 2007

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Debut album 'Black Music' released 29th October

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