[Intro: PHARAOH]
A cold blade
She was drowning in sins
She won't be able to look down on everyone in condescension anymore
{Verse 1: PHARAOH]
I'm a young, dead pimp (Pimp)
I look like Agutin (Agutin)
I store a knife in my sleeve so that I can drive it into her from behind a little later (Drive it into her)
I'll take her body (Body), I'll take her soul (What?)
She wanted so badly into the Cadillac with four leaders (And what?)
I cry over her corpse, silent as a poltergeist (Ah)
There, where my remains are (Remains), you didn't even pass by my face
The joint weakens from the rain
A pale ghost in a long sleeve shirt (In a long sleeve shirt)
Your bitch will cool down (Cool down)
I whisper to her: "Happily" (Happily)
[Chorus: PHARAOH}
A cold blade, her hot skin
She was drowning in sins, but I relieved her of her burdens
A tear froze on her cooling cheeks
She won't be able to look down on everyone in condescension anymore
A cold blade, her hot skin
She was drowning in sins, but I relieved her of her burdens
A tear froze on her cooling cheeks
She won't be able to look down on everyone in condescension anymore
[Verse 2: SLIMEMOLD]
I didn't wake up one day
My muse is lifeless
My dead pupils
Your ripped belly
I was eaten by acid
She once again was absorbed into my blood
Eating away like a clothes moth
Pleasure and pain
I'm killing the bitch with a look
She feels death is near
I exude the smell of poison
You're calling it a ritual
I'm playing with their bodies
I'm fucked up like Palahniuk
I fuck them in the dirty Volga between dirty houses
The hundreds of bitches in my bed were departing on that light
You've already decided to die, and I'm related to death
Somebody wants more money, I want to see more tears
In the reflection of this moisture, I'll see all of their dreams
Tears leave your cheeks
The moisture crusts over
I made this bitch timid
I made this bitch dead
[Outro: PHARAOH]
A cold blade
She was drowning in sins
She won't be able to look down on everyone in condescension anymore