Текст песни GRIMCORE - Холодная Капля

Cold drop

Holdnaya drop live metal
I dropped a tear and a heart stuck.
With anxiety and passion, longing and hope
I promise to love her dearly.

Small drops, cold hands,
Cigar + gin, as a cure for boredom.
Tube microphone, wires, antennae,
In response to the silence - I alone in the universe.
When no pulse, and when there is no love,
When melancholy instead of blood
Flocked to the heart of the acidic river,
He grabs his throat cold hand,
Blasts claws tired skin
And I cut a vein - nothing will help.
No one will be offended and will not forgive
When I fucked up, when the body burns,
When each "no" a hundred rusty nails
I pierces the liver and wrote on it
What you can not forget and are afraid to start,
What you do not want to love and time to die