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Злобный стишок из Silent Hill 2

    Доиграла в SH 2, нет слов! Игра - шедевр! Мрачная, жуткая, страшная, ужасная, психологичная, глубокая... Ну что говорить? - Классика! Это живое доказательство того, что жанр ужасы очень неплохо совмещается с интересным сюжетом. Чего всем ужасам, особенно американским и желаю. В игре есть и "забавные" моменты, как будто Silent Hill потешается над нами, к примеру этот "милый" стишок =)

Dead men, dead men
Swinging in a tree
How many dead men
do you see?
Tongue turned blue and
face gone grey
Watch them as they
twist and sway
The first one killed
the butcher man
Then cooked him in
the frying pan
Served him to his hungry guests
And gave them seconds on request
The next one with his smile
and sweets
Stole poor children off the streets
To men who dressed unsavory
He sold them into slavery
Breaking into a home at night
The thief he had a nasty fright
Filled his foolish head with ale
Woke in the morn
in the country jail
The artist with his haunting skill
Tried his hand at painting bills
But caught in rain he was undone
When the ink he'd use did
start to run
With promises of great return
Taken gold he did not earn
Bundled it up out of sight
Quietly slipped off into night
Three houses into ashes burned
The sheriff with no place to turn
Did spy a stranger to his town
Locked him up and beat him down
Dead men, dead men
Swinging in a tree
How many dead men
do you see?
Six feet long and
six men wide
Round their necks
the noose be tied
Tags: playstation, видеоигры, игры, стихи, ужасы
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