Rage on the tip of sting is swinging like a wing Your poisoned flesh is Burn and burn again My animal instinct is rising up within I love the taste of fear that you giving me
Gold, all you see is gold And i can give you some Just come a bit closer, closer and take Put your dirty hand on a holy stone And now you are in a wide range of my stroke
Going through the trance of the scorpion dance Going through the flame that bites you again Going through the trance of the scorpion dance That bites and bites again, bites and bites again Going through the trance of the scorpion dance Going through the flame that bites you again Going through the trance of the scorpion dance That bites and bites again, bites and bites again
Life, life in a primal tribe Will never let us down We know how to live and to die with pride Only bitter pride Living in a wild With nature spirit by your side
Greedy enemies are slowly crawling I can hear how bodies are falling One by one, one by one Under the pressure of red-hot spears Under the pressure of poisoned river I can hear the laugh of fever Turn their bodies into a dust Dancing to the music of the scorpion danceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
