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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Silent Planet

Panic Room

 

Panic Room

(album: Everything Was Sound - 2016)


Lustrous lines obscured by opaque blinds
Frozen metacarpals tap tap tap the window glass
Syncopated staccatos with the broken clock
Synchronized with my post-traumatic ticks ticks
Talking to the space in the room that echoes back indiscernibly
To my disconnected self/self
It's self-consuming, what's ensuing is my undoing
The nightly casualty of war.

And it sounds like this: War, endless war

In my endless dance with entropy
I must rescind my sentience
The sickness that I know.
Rearrange the disarray of disintegrated senses
Puzzle pieces, spectral splinters of a soldier's worn and tattered soul
In my endless dance with entropy
I must rescind my sentience
The sickness that I know

Machines of air looking down on us
The beasts of dust as we grapple heel and hand,
Mud and sand, (blood red oil)
The chaff of the harvest
Converted to currencies of wealthy means
Stepping stones cut from our perforated bones
Riches are reaped beside our bodies sown just to be thrown back again
And forgotten if we stumble in
Laid inside a homeless nest,
Stuck with eager dirty needles,
Shipped to an early steeple where boxes close
Descend with grace as you defend yourself
Both charitable and chaste.
Praise me for my valor, lay me on a crimson tower
Justify my endless terror as my “finest hour.”
Treat me as a token to deceive the child
Whom we fatten for this scapegoat slaughter.

I learned to fight; I learned to kill;
I learned to steal; I learned that none of this is real
None of this is real
None of this is real
None of this is real

But there's a war inside my head

Beleaguered by my breathing choking, screaming, heaving
Time drags me back to the desert
This is war:
A child stumbles from the wreckage holding his salvation
The trigger to cessation to end us all
I took a life that takes mine
Every quiet moment we collapse
Have you forsaken us?
All the darkness comes alive.
Take my hand, drag me to the void.

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