Текст песни Deformare - Холодные Лезвия Острых Скал

We choose the way
And only we will take the first step.
Who knows, can pierce
Us on the way black flag.
Or maybe going another way
In the end, we suddenly find peace.
And raising our hands up, heaven will take us to us.

Cold Blades of Sharp Rocks
How the cross hung over my soul
We will never become human
Derailing life.

Our dreams are rotten.
Our thoughts are just an abandoned knife.
We cut the soul with empty words
And destinies burn with bloody fire

Cold Blades of Sharp Rocks
Like a cross over our soul
We will never become human
Derailing life.