Sweetness (ПОТРЯСАЮЩАЯ, на части разрывающая, необузданная,

You have a history of holding back
certain sweetness that I lack
Sensitive 'til the day of the final strike
Hatred coming on from greater heights

Won't you stay away
I'll pass away a different day
Won't you stay away
Don't hold it against me

Looking down on a rogue this lonely frame
It's predictable the killing game
The sickness knows not what feels right
You've gotta hold on to what feels right

Won't you stay away
I'll pass away a different day
Won't you stay away
Together it's impossible

I see blood on the robe

Cold hearts will still haunt you