K.O.S. - Grimecore, Bitches
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Step, step, step
Not yet deaf, not blind,
Until he was old, he did not get sick with anything and went into the crypt
Stick, music tears to pieces, to shreds, heals me from longing, barrel,
Torn rhythms and cruel bass, today fucking for us, louder
Let my membranes burst, I'm here near the column itself
All those who are afraid of noise and crowds, let them come across on the sidelines.
Fuck, fucking, fucking, dance floor turns into porridge
Today, a new style is born here, Grimecore, fucking, with love from Russia

Chop up while there is a head on your shoulders
Until the urine has cooled in the kidneys,
While you are healthy and blood is hot
So far, the diagnosis of a doctor
While holding their legs while they hear their ears
Until your body is completely destroyed
Until the sand from the body sprinkled
Until they hid the nursing home
Until you are mired in debt and loans
Until you gave up, an evil life beaten
Still young, healthy and active
You are positive, even sometimes aggressive
Let the waves of a stormy slam smoothly pump
Forget about business, spit on problems
Let your nerves calm a little
Paradise sounds of hellish dough