The breed is dead our children They were our last resort To keep the tribe alive with At least just a final tort With all his evil anger He came to take their souls Some hang on gallows bleeding Some lie in burning holes We want we want we want him We came to hang him higher We know who he was We know where he lives We know how to treat him Our folk never forgives Here we stand And found him resting Out of danger at least he thinks And he will pay his debt now Grim Reaper already winks We came to hang him higher We want we want we want him We came to hang him higher We want to see him pay For all the things he did We want to see him hang Right here in our mid We came to see him deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
