Текст песни Никак Иначе - Голод И Боль

Blood from the wound .
Shadow faster than me .
Do not get caught in a trap .
Not a precipice in the arms of fire .
Moat himself to pieces ,
I rush forward.
Night closed my gripe .
The enemy is waiting .
Teeth are ready to eat .
Adrenalin.
Too late to cry.
You are alone.
You absolute zero .
Zhru your Ya
Hunger and pain - my soul .