Nikopol

The ground below my feet\" elevated

Instinctively programmed there for me

No thoughts my visions clear not too complicated

I’m here because you’re here

(You’ve got a problem now)

The speck of fear grows in your eyes

You’ll meet your death in no disguise

It may come as a small surprise

There will be no compromise for you

No problem can’t be solved temporarily

Then soon it gets forgotten that you exist

Sounds echo underground nauseating

I’m here because you’re here

(You’ve got a problem now)

The speck of fear grows in your eyes

You’ll meet your death in no disguise

It may come as a small surprise

There will be no compromise for you