Тексты песен по запросу:
Aztlan Underground

The blood on your hands! The blood on your hands! The blood on your hands stains the glory for which you Stand [x2] Sit back and listen to this devious

[Chorus] This is a lyrical drive-by So hit the ground, don't make a sound And watch the truth fly Bullets of truth you know they're leaving big holes

Give your soul to the preachers of the blind faith It's good to be righteous, now it's good to be safe Suspended, animated, united state Hook, line,

Super Xikanoa You step to me like you were someone ordained to judge But it takes week people To impose their will And strong people To respect, keep

I'm showing you all the ways on how to catch a bullet Show me your hand, show me your card, I'll show you how to pull it The tensions of the way that

are coming true The redemption of the red people has come! The 6th sun now arises The 7th fire has arrived Cihuatl is reclaiming We have returned to Aztlan We have returned to Aztlan

I pledge allegiance to the flag No I don't I might as well pledge it to a body bag Stars and stripes upon a blood stained rag Hand over my heart and

Drain me, suck the life from me Now my body weeps like an old willow tree They?re taking my life, they?re taking my individuality I?ve become another