Korsikov, born, bred, drunk and stoned in Athens, Greece, ain't no rookies in the deep underground sludge rock scene, still kicking ass more than ten years being a band.
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...and as I'm lying in my room
...and as I'm climbing up and down the walls
There are these thoughts that confront my head
It makes me sad
But I have to feel it
...and as you're lying next to me
...and as your shadow touches cold my body
I have this urge to kill it
I am forced to feel it
I have traded my heart and skin
For this hollow concrete shell
As if there is a chance to pass emotional; fence
And make it out of this Hell
...and as I'm lying in my darkened room
I cannot see where the fucking light is
It is a feeling like as tar has covered
Both of my eyelids
I cannot see, where is the light?
I don't wanna see...