Underhand

Sweet voices aren't always sincere, sometimes the disingenuous men accompany them, yet no one wants to hear biting tongue of Russian snow-rudeness,
Some think that they had escaped the dreadful gloomy village life of Russian north and far east, but their bond with their roots are far from being over,
Now their roots are stretching to get to others, and we will fight to deter, to make them feel the very crack deep down their Siberian bones