Massen - Askoma (Sorethroat)

I have a sore throat but I sing
Creaky sand is crumbling in teeth
So many things can’t be deprived
These days they saw the war alive
Askoma

Black wolves came out from the lair
Like a one way ticket fare
Aching chest pain
Pressure of life
These days they saw the war alive
Askoma

Hungry hand from a hungry land
Breeding something ignorant
Aching chest pain
Pressure of life
These days they saw the war alive

Нянавісць у вачах
HATE IS IN THE EYES
Застылы мой абшар
MY FROZEN LANDSCAPE
І зноў гарыць у грудзях агонь-пажар
THE FIRE IS BURNING IN CHEST

Аскома на зубах
WE HAVE SORETHROAT
А не маўчым – пяем
BUT WE ARE NOT SILENT – WE SING
Бяжым, дрыжым, плывем
WE RUN, WE TREMBLE, WE SWIM
І рвем
AND WE ARE TEARING UP