Текст песни scalae - айс хёрт

doesn't matter
I'm trying to convince myself to me anyway
The last match became fire
And I'm so cold
that night, that day, at least in the light, at least in the shadow
no difference
When a blizzard
From the outside
uncontrollably leaked right into the lungs

Surrender my icy heart
Save from cold death
I will melt in front of my eyes, beat me
as a intoxicating cocktail,
But not drunk
(drunk)

This is a provocation
how many are not a machine with your hands, there is nothing to cling to
Blood spots appeared on the clouds of cotton wool
The best sunsets for free get only rich for love
You will have to try to please the moon
I have to try not to break into the void
with her
Stage scenes can last long,
But my best friend Morpheus is already on needles

Therefore, Puja, I have to go
In memory of myself I will leave a taste on the lips
revenge is not the best that cooks can offer me
I am more impressive hunger, war and plague
A feature of the art management of events
consists in the ability to stupidly score on them
on time, without losing a face or a form
to be a slave for your feelings is too tiring

My ice heart
Save from cold death
I will melt in front of my eyes, beat me
as a intoxicating cocktail,
But not drunk