Lyrics Вадим Фомин - последний лед

warmer ... dried up the eternal off-road
livestock will lead to slaughter at dawn
our past grows crimson rye
under the feet of the major the last ice melts

shreds of hope rotting in the womb
to patch the pockets swollen with bounty
sags the earth over the lid of someone's coffin
under the feet of the major the last ice melts

completing the game with the knuckle "empty-empty"
who was looking for his truth is unlikely to find
only cervical vertebra melodic crunch
... under the feet of the major the last ice melts