Texty:
Vain Icy

know that Don't you know don't you know that Icy she's going to heaven Icy she's been through hell Icy will they find you Is it true what the people say Icy

triple black I'm iche hoe, Ballin' in the club, bottles like I'm meechy hoe Rosé, that's my nickname Cocaine running in my big vains Self made

River wind is icy Chills run through my bones Tides of life are ebbing out Between the cobblestones The streets are on fire With the burning sunrise And

voyeur in his black clad masque In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul dead mass With their fabled illusions, vain

Katkennut terA¤ kA¤dessA¤ni, verivana rinnallani. Vain tyhjA¤ huotra maahan tallattuna seuraa kun lA¤hden taas. On vihollinen kaadettu, voittamaton

it groans, it splashes and it foams And it rolls on it?s weary way Oh, please tell me, deep blue sea, is he sleeping peacefully? The winds from the north are blowing icy

night She lulled me away from the rich masquerade And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me? Her icy

me, do you know my position, how quick is your eye? I have no home, no reason to roam yet I travel the length of the sky I stretch my fingers jagged icy

Some say we've all been searching for a God For years in vain And some say belief is just the easy way Around our pain And sometimes I'd like to agree