Dedth has trip again
In far frozen land
With his drunken friends
Kudryaviy and Maloy!

Firewood running out
Wolves howling at the moon
They feels eternal hunger
But we needs vodkaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

One Morning In Far Siberian Wasteland...

Dedth exclaimed: ‘What a hell!?
F*ck these wolfes, I call a bear
I know, my old friend is near
Alcoholic polar bear!’

Dedth’s friend was a real bear
Run away across this land
To the nearest cold store
For the vodka and grindcore…

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