Проклятый! Проклятый! Проклятый! Рай! Поднимай руки, я дам тебе рока! Проклятый! Проклятый! Проклятый! Рай! Я люблю чтобы музыка играла громко! Проклятый! Проклятый! Проклятый
The world we knew has come to an end Bombs cloud the sky as the destruction begins Death, hear the screams from the dying race The flames feed the holocaust
Ever since this began, I was blessed with a curse And for better or for worse I was born into a hearse I know I said my heart beats for you I was lying
The world we knew has come to an end Bombs cloud the sky as the destruction begins Death. Hear the screams from the dying race... The flames feed the
Перевод: Nasum. Нет Рай для проклятых.
