Fight for God's country Stand strong, pride you feel Obey march, raise your banners Kill die in the fields of steel Truth faith, what you fight for Kill
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: You've got the feeling, turn on the lights YOu feel the power rising, lightning strikes the sky Siw million people wanna see the band The hit the stage
: Let's try reaching for the sky Hang on and you're gonna die Our lives can turn so sweet Child with an innocent smile Destroys me all the while Don'
: I still remember, long winter nights Frightning stories, of dark and light Stories of horror, of life and death About a house of horror That rose from
: Fight for God's country Stand strong, pride you feel Obey march, raise your banners Kill die in the fields of steel Truth faith, what you fight for
: Evil thoughts and evil doings Cold alone you hang in ruins You're living fast now life goes over Now you're know you are a loser Bloody dreams and
: We make it loud and proud We wanna see your hands tonight We possess the power And we know we have the right Don't turn away Don't turn away Rock
I still remember, long winter nights Frightning stories, of dark and light Stories of horror, of life and death About a house of horror That rose from
You've got the feeling, turn on the lights YOu feel the power rising, lightning strikes the sky Siw million people wanna see the band The hit the stage
We make it loud and proud We wanna see your hands tonight We possess the power And we know we have the right Don't turn away Don't turn away Rock it
Let's try reaching for the sky Hang on and you're gonna die Our lives can turn so sweet Child with an innocent smile Destroys me all the while Don't
Evil thoughts and evil doings Cold alone you hang in ruins You're living fast now life goes over Now you're know you are a loser Bloody dreams and nice
Shea'd smile - lovely dance. Shea'd cry - of sheer joy. But no more - death took her smile away. Mountains guard the core of her being, A soul of immense
You Defyer had to drink from the chalice of glass Mindless sinner for both ends of your candle burns The moon rises higher and with it comes your sense