First and foremost, I want to thanks for the cover art (LoTo NeRo and UglyNoFake) – and also a huge thanks for supporting this crazy idea that popped into my head while scrolling through YouTube. Special shoutout to LoTo NeRo and FunMeloman for their genius ability to turn humor into poetry, and of course to UNF for those legendary memes that are still stuck in my head😂 Explaining the absurdity happening here🙃👇 1️⃣ sample - rachmaninoff "italian polka" (jazz remix) 2️⃣ Anton Chigurh (from "No country for old men") + Tun tun tun sahur (AI brain-rot meme), because why not? ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯ 3️⃣Analysis of a schizophrenic's video on the topic (Anton Chigurh didn't kill anyone), old but gold🤣 ________________________________ ============== *TRANSLATION* ============== An unsolved case file lies on the table, like a body found in a hotel room this morning. A thousand wood shavings stuffed in the mouth and ass the detective freezes at the sight. A ghost in the night, an untraceable reaper, a predator on the steppe who'll mark you for death. You want to run, but you're already a corpse. The evidence remains - it all points back to you. You hear it? Thud thud thud that dreadful sound pulsing through your veins. Scream or weep, the wooden executioner is coming for you, bitch. [Italian section] Anton stays silent as his mind fractures... Thud Thud thud knocks, twisting through shadows... Gas canister, spinning coin, the call comes from within, fear creeps closer... Thud-Thud-Thud - feel it approaching... Sahur smiles as reality bends and warps... Anton watches, silent and decisive, but fate vibrates - etched in the dark... If you don't answer, he comes for you, ... like a shadow who knows where you go and why. ... They are the essence you cannot ignore, .... Tung Tung Tung Sahur-you ready to scream ??!!! ..... A knock at the door - is that you, "friend"? A trembling thing or one who claimed the right? Proved your point (Or couldn 't stand it?) Pacifist-nihilist with an anarchist soul (go figure!) That same night in Bologna, with cappuccino they huffed gas straight from the canister. You're a fallen angel, your image is terrible Your pupils are glass, your head is empty You've been up all night, keep going! Warning to all: he's left the building. No confessions after the deed. They didn't even try to catch him... But without proof, who gives a fuck what's said? "A silenced baseball bat?!" In the hotel's yellow room, wallet torn from cartel drug cash, white socks - Sahur's color, hair like "caught in Osaku rain"~. Battling psychosis under pressure, I enter rooms like a corkscrew. Soundless buckshot cuts through characters - "Not even seats left for the old men here?!" Pocketed evidence, blood-soaked socks, crocodilo-bombordilo straps on thighs, Anton wants your LOOK, gonna make you drool... Wait... the coin spins - fine... fuck... he'll spare you. Drown in his wooden-faced indifference, THUD-thUD-THUD-THUD-THUD!!! Keep breathing while you fantasize about artillery. Anton Tun-Tun Čigur killed no one - flips the coin but punishes none. His gaze is steel, yet inside - a good heart. Tun-Tun, Tun-Tun, Anton's no fool ======================= Лежит на столе, не раскрытое дело Как утром в отеле обнаружено тело Тысяча опилок во рту и в жопе Увидев, обмер, товарищ опер Призрак в ночи Не уловимый жнец Хищник в степи На тебе поставит крест Хочешь уйти Но ты уже мертвец Остались следы Они ведут к тебе Ты слышишь, Тум тум тум Этот жуткий шум Он пульсирует эхом в сосудах Хоть кричи, хоть плач Деревянный палач Придёт за тобой, сука! Anton tace, ma la mente sua esplode, .... Tung Tung tung bussa, tra l'ombra si annode. .... Gas nella borsa, la moneta che gira, ... La chiamata è dentro, la paura si avvicina.... Tung-Tung-Tung, senti che arriva, ... Sahur sorride, la realtà si piega si inclina. ... Anton lo guarda, silenzioso e deciso, ... Ma il destino vibra — nel buio è inciso..... Tung Tung tung bussa, tra l'ombra si annode. .... Gas nella borsa, la moneta che gira, ... La chiamata è dentro, la paura si avvicina.... Sussurro che graffia, dal buio riemerge, .... voce che vibra, ogni cella converge. ... La terza chiamata, non fare il sordo, .... Tung Tung Tung ti cerca, è il tuo ultimo accordo. ... Se non rispondi, lui arriva per te, ... come un'ombra che sa dove vai e perché. ... Sono l'essenza che non puoi ignorare, .... Tung Tung tung Sahur — si pronto ad urlare ??!!! ..... Раздался в дверь стук Это ли ты (мой друг?) Тварь ли дрожащая, аль право имел? Доказал правоту, (или не затерпел?) Пацифист - нигилист, но в душе анархист (прикиньте?) Ведь в ту самую ночь с капучиною на болонье Тянули они угарного газа с болона Ты ангел падший, твой образ страшный Зрачки стекляшки, чигУр без башни Всю ночь не спавши, херачит дальше! Аккуратнее люди, он вышел из здания После содеянного, не получил признания И как бы словить его, не пытались... Но если не доказано, то не ебёт что сказано! "Бита с глушителем?!" в жёлтой комнате отеля, Кошель порван от плотного навара с картеля, Носочки белые - цвета Сахура, Причёска - "попал под дождь Йо осакура"~. Борьба с шизой - под высоким напором, Вхожу в помещения словно штопором. Бесшумная дробь насквозь персонажей - Тут нет никого - "Места старикам ДАЖЕ?!" Улики в кармашке, носочки в кровяшке, бомбордило-крокодиловые тяги по ляшки, Антону нужен твой LOOK, щас немножко отслюнявит... Жди... вращается монетка - ладно...бля...в живых оставит. В его деревянном фэйсе, тонешь в безразличном взгляде, Тун-тУН-ТуН-ТУН-ТУН!!! Дыши, пока мечтаешь о снаряде. Anton Tun-Tun Čigur non ha ucciso nessuno, Lancia la monetina, Ma non punisce alcuno. Lo sguardo è duro, Ma dentro è un buon cuor, Tun-Tun, Tun-Tun, Anton non è un stupido!
