The battle has come, I stroke my gun I can see him, he can't see me From far I bring pure agony
My hand is calm, this gun in my arm With cold precision! His end is set, a bang he is dead Leathal decision!
The battle has come, I stroke my gun I bang the drums of war! I deliver shock and awe!
My hand is calm, this gun in my arm With cold precision! His end is set, a bang he is dead Leathal decision!
Help me! I'll kill the! Enemy! Set me free! Help me! Reality! Hurts me! Let me be!
Far away I see the shape, no chance for him to escape His life shall be my target, I'm his fate, I'll never forget
He will die, he won't cry
Far away I see the shape, no chance for him to escape His life shall be my target, I'm his fate, I'll never forget
He will die, can't say goodbye He won't yell, I send him to hell!
I can not sleep at night It seems I've lost that fight Tonight I'll walk into the light and end this fightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
