Текст песни МОР - Кольский Крест. Безрассвет

Only treetops are calm
Slowly floating in the sky
Landscapes bundled up in snow
Knives take out slowly

Choke and kill
Earth sunset predetermine
Maim and torture
The insignificance of light overcome

You tried to escape
He ran, not feeling the ground beneath their feet
And a few steps, you got
The whitish and deadly Bezrassvet

In the face beaten branches bitingly
Face burning, ringing in the head
Under the snow stone decay
He grabs his feet and breaks

Lightning completed a run
Dull pain changes the clear eyes
Through the sharp blows of blood
You hear again this strange conversation

Scraps rough phrases
From time immemorial
About aliens and blood
…last breath