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Лирика : Cryptic Wintermoon : Of Shadows... And Dark Things You Fear : Heavy Armed Assault
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Heavy Armed Assault
Of Shadows... And Dark Things You Fear (2005)
Cryptic Wintermoon
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
Armies from the gates of hell creatures breathing ash
Massive rocket impact as the armies clash
Confronting heavy armed assault fully armored black
Clashing at our boundaries there is no turning back
Burning skies as fire begins to rain
Drowning the world in endless pain as death comes closing in
Bullet impats cracking bones seeking for your head
Our defense pounded to the ground leaving them all dead
Wave by wave comes storming in there is no end to see
Ankle deep in pools of blood dead bodies lying next to me
Burning skies as fire begins to rain
Drowning the world in endless pain as death comes closing in
In the light of the dying sun your world falls to peaces
In grinding artillery fire as pain and damage increases
Bomb explosions knocking gently on your door
Hear roaring cannon fire that's the drums of war
That's our art of war
You can run but never hide
Here death will always find you
Kill efficiency industrialized
Genocide mechanized
Firewalls cremating human flesh
Wardemons grinding them to death
Massive rocket impact as the armies clash
Confronting heavy armed assault fully armored black
Clashing at our boundaries there is no turning back
Burning skies as fire begins to rain
Drowning the world in endless pain as death comes closing in
Bullet impats cracking bones seeking for your head
Our defense pounded to the ground leaving them all dead
Wave by wave comes storming in there is no end to see
Ankle deep in pools of blood dead bodies lying next to me
Burning skies as fire begins to rain
Drowning the world in endless pain as death comes closing in
In the light of the dying sun your world falls to peaces
In grinding artillery fire as pain and damage increases
Bomb explosions knocking gently on your door
Hear roaring cannon fire that's the drums of war
That's our art of war
You can run but never hide
Here death will always find you
Kill efficiency industrialized
Genocide mechanized
Firewalls cremating human flesh
Wardemons grinding them to death
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