a artstation of breathe! Cerberus, this could be a good dog, a dog that is sometimes a bit much, but a good dog, that could be him. Run Stop briefly, bend back and take a breath! tanks, sword, war culture – all that forces me to run around fully armored. Run Keep running and japs! ZERRRRBERUS is one, as I am, one of those young people who had a sword pressed into their hands without being asked. Run Run Wheeze Run out Prevent Support on your knees Fight back up Take a deep breath! OOOO ZERRREBERUSSS, the great Hades, who is basically the same as us, only appears big and strong on the outside. Run Keep running Breathe Keep breathing! If we are honest: He doesn't appear like that anymore, he lets us appear, uses us as figures who, without having to show himself, play his stronger, greatness. Whew Whew Whew Uf,Uf,Uf! Oh Cerberus, the life of another, that's what our lives have in common. O Cerberus you dog, by your very nature you are condemned to live for someone else's world. Dogs do not have their own cultural problems, they only carry those that have been attached to them. Run Wheeze Run Wheeze Stumble Puffing and tumbling Breathe and catch yourself Take a breath and pause for a moment! It is our tasks that reduce us, that make us myths, those who see evil, who raise swords and bark. Staring across the border so that no one dares to watch. Run Pressure Run Pressure Run Schnauf It squeezes the lungs, it squeezes the heart, it presses the head Keep running Keep breathing I keep walking into the other world, puffing and groaning, sweating, swimming in my tank. With trembling arms, hold coats of arms of the underworld.
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