Hell I Feel – Russian Thrash Metal

Contour of the wind and monotonous rain
You leave the sun behind after getting away
Squeezing gun in palm, watch the changing sand
You are a passage bird seeking warmer land
Psychotropic trance, body rotting inside
Charred lungs and liver, you can feel the tide
Your heart beats your chest as you’re taken away
Sun is burying its head in the endless grey

The rusted bars, they hold us down
As we reach the skies
And through the glass we see profound
A future bleak and dry
And somewhere else a crowd runs
But our twisted faces gaze afar

Envy the content in their happy lives
While you live in the mud and let time pass by
You are ready to steel, take or beg to get
Rain’s devouring your frayed dripping silhouette
Dirty heap of rubbage thrown on the floor
Crouching in the corner you feel pleasant flow
Spinning room, cold sweat and the eyes grow dim
You killing your life with narcotical dream

And see, you wanted to live in a different way
But your veins become slender, intruded day after day
The tunnels are flooded but still won’t suffice
The fire fades in your eyes and tears congeal to ice
And awake with void you will shake shadows off
And suffer through same day of cares and talks
Sun could light the path, but you’ve chosen your way
You’re the contour of the wind and monotonous rain