Текст песни Fortitude - Fyrce Muons

Cradle vice
In season ten
Shake your taste
For suffering
Grim my face
In low down way
Claws in time
In a darkened day

Steps right off
From a precipice
Don't you find
Every day is this
Grip my waist
In a hostile fight
Save the day
For the one tonight

How I wish
For a placid state
Rules adjust
To a different fate
Picking up
A battered knife
Want that peace
A stable life