The Cheka?
Fedorov Sergey Fedorovich
Won’t halt the change
And summer fades away
Without warming us…
Everywhere
Everywhere
The scent of betrayal…
Something is rotting
So that
It might ignite!
Common as a child
Put in the corner…
To realize…
In everyone
GOOGLE…
And the urge to lie…
Alone
The country won’t pull through…
— The one on everyone’s lips
— The question
— When will it come
— The Cheka?
The Cheka?
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