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You should check the lyrics, it's cool reference by the game.

To be honest, Even I know this song from Darkwood vid. but this song is just pretty damn cool. Just noise industrial rock goodness.

@@aaa-vv8wkwhere can I find the lyrics?

@@Corvus_Thorax The polish ones are in the description and a translation was posted in a reply to obius7388.

The lyrics are as strange as the music itself (the construction of the sentences even) so it's quite hard to make sense of some of it and translate but here is the best I could do: Piotrek says: "This time of the year its windy and the streets are swiped clean. Jagged pavements are cleaned till the last drop of sand. When you set your foot you can feel the depths of the pavement. Its like you put your cheek on it. Of course I do not do that, because I can see the whole street form the windows. Seekers are licking the road all day and night. Have to walk calmly. Piotrek says: "There is nothing to look for here, unless, you found it before. Even the road isn't t that slippery, hard to fall down. Not worth it anyway. They are pacing back and forth. You can see through the windows. The least you can do is smear yourself with some mud and lie down next to the puddle. Someone will think its a pile of trash. They will call the garbage truck, they will touch you, pick you up and take to the suburbs. You will break through the darkness! In the suburbs, behind the wall, its totally different. There is no sky, no houses. Frankly I wasn't there yet, but I've heard a lot. Now I'm stacking food supplies for the trip. I've got jam, lots of bread, but food is not everything. I'm collecting screws and pen springs into my can. I also have a glass ball with a drill inside and a roll of black toilet paper. Once I connect everything with a wire I will create my vehicle. And everyday I walk around the city and feel new words with my feet, with specific connections and I write them down in my notebook. Also drawing. Actually they draw itself, and whatever I draw I do. Already got a wired triangle. One corner - one screw, other - another screw with the tip in a different direction, in the third one - eye pointed on the glass ball with the drill. Once I'll insert it, it will start. But the construction is not complete yet. I don't have all the necessary data. That's why I go out everyday in the morning and look for them, on the pavement. On different pavements around the city. And then I go back, and write everything down in my notebook. Piotrek says: "Once they would take me away, but I didn't want, I didn't have my notebook and I didnt have the ball. Without the ball I couldn't go back. I didn't know yet if I would want to stay there. And now I still dont know, but I would really like to finish my vehicle, my launcher, casue at home its as cold as outside and even darker. To go to the backyard you have to go up the staris, then down the stairs and somebody could be waiting there with telegram saying that they are taking amy flat away, cause allegedly I am going away somewhere. And thats why I always quietly open the gate, look up if nobody is on the stairs, and then I rush to my floor. I live on the 4th floor. Once upstairs, my key is ready - quickly inside the hole, I open, rush inside. Shut the door, so official cant surprise me from behind and push me inside. Cause he could jump me from the back, push inside and lock my furniture. Or maybe they were there already and took the tv and the drawer... and inside the drawer there is my notebook and the launcher, my vehicle... but nothing happened yet. I still have a chance to run away behind the wall. To roll the sky with clouds like an unnecessary map and then we will see. Then everything will be clear and as I want it to be - from a different side. In the suburbs. Piotrek says: "I always come back, and today a chair is waiting for me under the window. I will move it to the center, on the carpet. And here, my wooden horse, my laboratory. It's waiting for me, and I come. First, by the wall, then to the door. I take the glass ball with a drill, from the drawer. Then I sit: legs together, hands on the knees. And I wait for him, for him - the one who comes. For the turn down, inverted frame like a photo negative. Like it twists the joints and hurts, but is as sweet as milk. Like I was swimming in milk, inverted, that the milk is inside and I am all around it. How far! I touch it and flood everything with my eye. Eye as the only one glimpses at the corridor and swims further, above the water, above the pavement. Now eye with a drill. And start! I start! I am a captain of the night, with steel wings as wide as city's borders. I am a black drop going deep inside. I am a ribbon of Osiris. I am a black moon, it's invisible side. I sit alone by the table, in empty rooms, with a window looking at a never accomplished journey..."

​@@IVIaksymThank You very much! May I know the meaning of this song? From what I could understand this Piotrek is schizophrenic or something like that (mental problems probably caused by the city he lives in). He wants to escape via a rocket created with absurd materials? Do I understand correctly?

​@@obius7388I don't think it's literal at all, it's up for interpretation. To me it's a pov of mental issues, maybe drug use and fantasies about death

​@@IVIaksymThanks for your time :)

@@IVIaksymthank you so much for translating this this was incredible to read

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