Lyrics: Davit Lomdize
Music: Alex Menabde
With the soundless weight,
Heavy silence pushed me (down the floor).
Anxiety rolls in me like a wave.
A wave of desire to do something
Terrible to myself.
But I will not allow let the darkness to break out again
Outside, beyond me.
My smiling face will hide this horror from you.
It is better this way for everyone.
I was deaf, blind and stupid,
Until I learned to talk to myself, to my ego.
But what is myself made of?
A mixture of bitterness, anger, humor and immorality.
Can this be called a good personality?
Will anyone love me?
The monster sleeps inside of me, which with every drink is trying to break out.
I am often dangerous for myself and for all.
I'm like a deep-sea mine.
Don't get too close to me.
Don't get too close to me!
Sana, sana, sana - cura, cura, cura
(Endings from Richard Kuklinski: “The Iceman Tapes”, the documentary about the ruthless killer)
I’ve never feel sorry for anything I’ve done other than hurting my family.
That’s the only thing I feel sorry for.
I am not looking for forgiveness and I’m not repenting.
...No..I’m wrong...I’m wrong.
I do want my family to forgive me.
Oh boy. I can’t make this one.
Oh, shit.
This would never be me.
This would not be me.
I feel for my family.
You see the Iceman cry not very mucho.
But I’ve hurt people that mean everything to me
but the only people that mean everything to me.