Kick it
These tired eyes hear your cries Beckon me in times of war Old and frail I cannot fail Enlighten me to conquer all
Please ancient mind, the last of divine Prepare for the fight, the power is mine
Kali, Kali, Kali Mother of Death I call on thee Kali, Kali, Kali I give my soul eternally Kali, Kali, Kali Mother of Death I call on thee Kali, Kali, Kali Spill of the blood of my enemies tonight
Standing tall, my last call Sword in hand is shining bright Into the fray is where I stay Blinding rage until my dying day
Please ancient mind, the last of divine Prepare for the fight, the power is mine
Kali, Kali, Kali Mother of Death I call on thee Kali, Kali, Kali I give my soul eternally Kali, Kali, Kali Mother of Death I call on thee Kali, Kali, Kali Spill of the blood of my enemies tonight Kali, Kali, Kali Mother of Death I call on thee Kali, Kali, Kali I give my soul eternally Kali, Kali, Kali Mother of Death I call on thee Kali, Kali, Kali Spill of the blood of my enemies tonight Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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