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From Mirage to Kalashnikov

kneeking Records

In old tea houses, shadows still remain

A fleeting flame, a mayfly in the rain

A life of hours — was it chance or fate?

Brief as a spark, it fades before our gaze

A feast means nothing if you never taste

The truth lies hidden where the learning waits

From Mirage to Kalashnikov

Illusions rise, the rifles talk

So faint, so frail, they drift away

Phantoms seen, then shadows fade

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The coin of fiction, a woven dream

God appears when reason leaves the scene

Spring brings haze, and autumn mist

Meaning dwells in what exists

A gift can heal, a gift can scar

The wound reveals what truths there are

In God’s own death, what do we find?

Only humans left behind

From Mirage to Kalashnikov

Dreams undone by the barrel’s maw

It counts no lives, devours the night—

Cold steel swallows every light

From Mirage to Kalashnikov

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From Mirage to Kalashnikov

A trembling heat haze at dusk.
A mayfly flickering through its brief existence.
Within that fragile scene,
the cold silhouette of a Kalashnikov quietly emerges.

Whispers lingering in an old teahouse,
haze in spring and mist in autumn
as the seasons drift,
the meaning of life appears only in moments that waver.

From Mirage to Kalashnikov.
Through this stark and beautiful contrast,
the song explores the thin boundary between illusion and reality,
between fragility and force.

A work where stillness and tension coexist
a new philosophical requiem from Kneeking Records.

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