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「Crossroads」

[Style: Industrial Nu Metal × Dark Wave × Experimental Rap Metal] [Vocal: Male baritone • cold spoken verses • powerful rock chorus • bilingual RU/EN • sharp enunciation • no screams • Clear English pronunciation] [Sound: 7-String Downtuned Chugs • Gibson ES-335 Feedback • Slap Bass with Overdrive • Dark tone • Distorted 808 • Metallic Stabs • Dark Wave Synths • Tape-Stop Drops] [Vibe: Claustrophobic • Swampy • Gothic • Melancholic • Aggressive • Cinematic] [Prod: 2000s Nu-Metal Mix • BPM 100 • Swampy Low-End • Wide Reverb • Vocal forward in mix] [Neg: female vocals, acoustic, major key, cheerful, clean pop, witch house glitch]

TigerMayCry·5:00

Lyrics

English Lyrics below

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Не глядя назад...

Только путь...

Я прошел этот путь, не глядя назад,

Километры дорог — нет пути назад.

Ты говорила: «Тратишь силы напрасно»,

Я отвечал: «Мне всё по силам», — и гасло.

Прятал страхи глубоко за спиной,

Надеялся, что их не найдешь ты.

Жизнь — это грёбаные дороги,

Не протоптанные, нехоженые пороги.

Я спотыкаюсь. Падаю вновь.

Встаю. И снова течет моя кровь.

Раз за разом. Опять и опять.

Учусь на ошибках. Учусь молчать.

Your words like ice, cutting through my skin,

A frozen blade beneath my skin.

Cold lips whisper, armor breaks,

Leaving only scars and mistakes.

And here I stand at the crossroads again,

Choosing the path that leads to the end.

Again and again. Again and again.

The circle closes. No way to win.

Снова и снова. Снова и снова.

Снова и снова. Снова и снова.

Нет пути... Нет пути...

Я вспоминаю твои слова каждый раз,

Сказанные тобой в холодный час.

Из холодных губ, сквозь ледяной туман,

Твой холод пробивал мой самообман.

Фары слепят. Мотор ревет.

Кто меня в этом мире ждет?

Я спотыкаюсь. Падаю вновь.

Но встаю. И снова течет моя кровь.

Раз за разом. Опять и опять.

Учусь на ошибках. Учусь молчать.

Your words like ice, cutting through my skin,

A frozen blade beneath my skin.

Cold lips whisper, armor breaks,

Leaving only scars and mistakes.

And here I stand at the crossroads again,

Choosing the path that leads to the end.

Again and again. Again and again.

The circle closes. No way to win.

Развилка...

Выбор...

Холод...

Пустота.

Your words like ice, cutting through my skin!

A frozen blade beneath my skin!

Cold lips whisper, armor breaks,

Leaving only scars and mistakes.

And here I stand at the crossroads again,

Choosing the path that leads to the end.

Again and again. Again and again.

The circle closes. No way to win.

Умирая на этой дороге жизни...

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Not looking back...

Just the path...

I walked this road without looking back,

Kilometers of highway — no turning back.

You told me: "You're wasting your strength for nothing",

I answered: "I can handle it all" — and faded.

I hid my fears deep behind my back,

Hoping you would never find them there.

Life is just damn broken roads,

Unwalked, unmarked, leading nowhere.

I stumble. I fall again.

I rise. And my blood flows again.

Round and round. Again and again.

Learning from mistakes. Learning to stay silent.

Your words like ice, cutting through my skin,

A frozen blade beneath my skin.

Cold lips whisper, armor breaks,

Leaving only scars and mistakes.

And here I stand at the crossroads again,

Choosing the path that leads to the end.

Again and again. Again and again.

The circle closes. No way to win.

Again and again. Again and again.

Again and again. Again and again.

No way out... No way out...

I remember your words every single time,

Spoken by you in that cold, cold hour.

From frozen lips, through an icy fog,

Your cold pierced through my self-deception.

Headlights blind me. The engine roars.

Who's waiting for me in this world anymore?

I stumble. I fall again.

But I rise. And my blood flows again.

Round and round. Again and again.

Learning from mistakes. Learning to stay silent.

Your words like ice, cutting through my skin,

A frozen blade beneath my skin.

Cold lips whisper, armor breaks,

Leaving only scars and mistakes.

And here I stand at the crossroads again,

Choosing the path that leads to the end.

Again and again. Again and again.

The circle closes. No way to win.

Crossroads...

Choice...

Cold...

Emptiness.

Your words like ice, cutting through my skin!

A frozen blade beneath my skin!

Cold lips whisper, armor breaks,

Leaving only scars and mistakes.

And here I stand at the crossroads again,

Choosing the path that leads to the end.

Again and again. Again and again.

The circle closes. No way to win.

Dying on this road called life...

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