Mistakes of fallen Bloodwritten laws Truce time is stolen Be prepared for wars
Every man can pretend for what is his damn blooddy gifts Тo resurrection for, just rise above
This land With fear With greed And death
Battlefront forces your heart feel Take what you get with no rebuild There is no cheap sheep could be found Your wolves are masters, judges and your crowd
Wash up your hands There is no lies in blood Salute your friends True life of nomad
Basic instincts are satisfied and life can go back in night Until you’ll hear the roar, what you’re prepared for...
This roar of fear of death And blood
Battlefront forces your heart feel Take what you get with no rebuild There is no cheap sheep could be found Your wolves are masters, judges and your crowdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
