Give us your passion, give us your blood Starve in the end, lose all your sense Happy to serve us? No one will thank you for the mud, the sweat and the dreadful... Screams!
Glory to your broken legs, glory to your nightmares. Glory to your lost left arm, glory to your dead wife.
You are well paid, aren't you?
Bury all the hopes you had, bury all the happiness Dig anything down if you think it will help You can't run away from the rolling heads
Glory to your broken legs, glory to your nightmares. Glory to your lost left arm, glory to your dead wife.
That's not bad for a ruin, is it?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.