Текст песни Guts Out - Гнет

Whose will I was placed in this hotbed of evil? Nightmare , he in reality , I'm waiting for a hour when tear this link. Run away from the oppression of the whip , loosening his grip fierce kogtey.I hundreds each day as if trampling me, leaving languish in crowded these walls , I slowly suffocating in the icy darkness, in a silent scream I bet in a silent void. Each new day - the next step on the way down the stairs of death.