BLACK WATER BAPTISM (Крещение в черной воде)

Pale hands pulling from under the skin; black water baptism, Let it pull you in. Let it pull you in. No preacher here, Just a hollow chime; the sludge is patient, It's trading time. I saw my twin, But it blinked too late; the deep opened up like a rusted gate. Black water baptism, let the rock begin, Cold mud rising thick as a sin. Pale hands pulling from under the skin; black water baptism, Let it pull you in.