Rust — текст песни (Dark Throne (Darkthrone))

I come from a land
of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness
You don`t want to encourage me

Slowly corroding your fortified norm
Leaving you bitter, grim and sober

With rigid cramp or silent fear
I strangle what you do hold dear
With rigid cramp or silent fear
evoking addiction, limp, severe

It`s sin again
Like charcoal on flaming nuns
Consistence unknown like early black metal

We`re born without armor -
don`t you think I`m watching my back ?!

With rigid cramp or silent fear
I strangle what you hold dear
With rigid cramp or silent fear
evoke addiction; limp; severe