The Core Lyrics

- S.G. -

Indifferent, demolishing energy
Kept well into the Core
A Day will come
And no more bounds left.

The Star will rise,
But not in to the sky
Just a reflection
Of eternal mourning.

Flesh will burn and rot
Nuclear ash is blown away
Silent, stone-carved cry
Is only what remain

I’ll paint my name
On the abandoned walls
To come back in thirty years.


- Nika Turbina -

Я — полынь-трава,
Горечь на губах,
Горечь на словах,
Я — полынь-трава...
И над степью стон.

Ветром окружён
Тонок стебелёк,
Переломлен он...
Болью рождена
Горькая слеза.

В землю упадёт —
Я — полынь-трава..


- (translation) -

I am the Wormwood,
Bitterness on lips,
Bitterness in words,
I am the Wormwood,
And the moan over the steppe.

Surrounded with wind
The small stalk is thin,
It is broken...
Pain gave rise to
The bitter tear.

To the Earth will fall —
I am the Wormwood....