No one saw it coming, it hit us from behind The universe did not rehearse the way it would unwind We didn't expect it We can't correct it
Rile up the troopers, they'll do the task at hand When blood is spilled the crowd is thrilled, the fire's flame is fanned You know who's lurking The Devil's working
Don't listen to his words Don't believe in his lies It's you he'll despise Kick some face! We'll fight him 'til we die
Don't run away Fight him 'til we die
Now he builds an army of soldiers unaware His fists are tight, his knuckles white, he lures you to his lair Then comes the bait He feeds off hate
Rile up our troopers who see in different light With open eyes we see his lies, we'll change what's wrong to right We now expect it We can correct itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
