На дне Cover Prod. by ZNaHZvRAcc

At night I did the things I hide from God in fright. I felt like I'm in hell, caught in a Stranger's shell. A heavy mist came down, Erasing all my sight. Just flashes in the sky and whispers I can't Tell. And every single time, I know it all Too well. At night I hit the bottom, Down in the trenches of hell. At night I did the things I hide from God in fright. It felt like a delirium, A bloody waking spell. I shouted in the void until my voice was Dead. The dirt flew in my mouth, The sky crashed on my head. And every new assault, I know it all too Well. At night I was at the bottom. Warrior, warrior. I was in hell. Warrior, warrior. I was in hell. I tear my life to pieces in this fiery Shell. I was at the bottom. Oh. I was at the bottom. Ooh, I was in the deepest hell. At night I wasted overseas for many days. The magazines in dirt, the lead mowed down the Wheat. My brother shouted, "Stop!" I didn't change my ways. I only saw the shades, and death was all I need. How many empty rounds out there? Many in fell. At night I was at the bottom. I was in the hell. The barrels burned so hot, my body felt the Burn. We burned the ammo down, Not looking at the sight. I simply didn't sleep. I made it through the night. How many armor holes? That many in me fell. Warrior, warrior. I was in hell. Warrior, warrior. I was in hell. I tear my life to pieces in this fiery Shell. I was at the bottom. Oh. I was at the bottom. Oh, I was in the deepest hell. At night I saw the ones I never see By day. The shadows in the ruins beneath the Rainy gray. The flashes in the dark will always have their Say. Until the morning comes, beneath the boo we Stay. It isn't about fate. The fault is mine to tell. At night I was at the bottom. Warrior, do you hear it? Are the birds singing near? Or is this once again our final shelter here? I don't remember faces, names are torn apart. I simply hit the bottom and took it to My heart. My hands are full soot, My heart is turning numb. Nobody leaves here as young as they have come. Oh. At night I would forget the honor and the Rules. Oh. Surviving on my own like desperate broken fools. Oh. My friends were screaming, "Stop!" Losing the radio link. While I crawled in the mud, right on the Bloody brink. How many liters of tears? That many in me dwell. At night I was at the bottom. I was in the hell. At night I did the things the gray-haired never Say. That we're in just a blink, Our souls were stripped away. And every single dawn that strikes me like a Spear. I will remember the bottom. It always keeps me here. Warrior, warrior. I was in hell. Warrior, warrior. I was in hell. I tear my life to pieces in this fiery Shell. I was at the bottom. Oh. I was at the bottom. I was at the bottom. Hell. I was in the bottom. I was in hell. Warrior. Forgive me.