Untitled from Sick by Sound of Ground

Year of outtakes with undertow feeling
Calm before the deepest and naked
Calm before the hard-born fever
I promised you
I promised you
I promised you to turn your life into hell
And I kept my word

With all those names deep inside
I don't know now who I am
I'm not feeling myself
I am a demon. Non human. Animal.
Who am I

A pain from the damned soul
I know I'm a demon
I know I'm not a human anymore
I don't no even feel
I don't even take it all
I don't feel it

Right out from the deep and from under the pain
And sweet salvation
From the hard-born and unborn fever
Where you go on
Where you come from?
I don't know

And all I swallow's only the bottom air

Years were like dreaming
Without salvation
And none will come

Man saw himself from inside
Useless calm

• Moscow