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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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The Frantic Pace Of Dying

 

The Frantic Pace Of Dying

(album: Once Was Not - 2005)


They are living candles
And we will watch them burn

Their frantic pace of dying
Is so hard to maintain

Into the arms of solace you go
(We sing the screams of men)
"Make a joyful noise unto the lord"
Scream and scream again

Age or beauty: which to burn?
There's always room for one less
Suffering is the master from whom we learn
Keep this secret and be blessed

In these, the last days before revelation
As existence is futile and failure is not an option
They bleed for love of the body
And they die for the body
Now, only silence remains...
A sylvan silence

The sick
The dying
The dead
The rotting
The damned
The burning

Their lives, as such are but a trifle
Their sacrifices, much like compost
Will help to nourish the seeds of the future
This august body cannot cease to grow

"Arbeit macht frei"
Until you die
Welcome to permanent downtime

They are all living candles
And we will watch them burn out

All these small deaths
Of mind, of body
Rest is for the weak

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