You're bankrupt and you're You're bankrupt in your heart Don't even look at me my words could shatter glass And as a toy soldier from my past Have no
Ride, ride, ride up from hell Armed with magic, sons of demons and men This song of greeting written for your tragic end So long our stride the world
The toy shop door is locked up tight And everything is quiet for the night When suddenly, the clock strikes twelve The fun's begun The dolls are in their
I'm wondering if fellas you've heard the news These girls are tired of being abused I saw it all in a dream last night They'll be having this town if
The toy shop door is locked up tight And everything is quiet for the night When suddenly the clock strikes twelve, the fun's begun The dolls are in their
[Big Sound talkin'] Hit! hit the head! "Big Sound Thug" is dying to hit you! [chorus] (Hu huh) You try to copy my style (Hu huh) Big hit him and leave
carro E vede il giovincello nei visceri del cavallo Salviamolo padre mio questo povero soldato che muore nella colonia Caduto e abbandonato Chi siete bel soldato
sparare al motore a 20 nel vetro a 10 nel cuore non hai conosciuto chi e che hai centrato una croce nel vetro nebulizzato non era un soldato non era un soldato
Ride, Ride, Ride, Ride Up From Hell Armed with magic sons of demons and men This song of greeting written for your tragic end. So long our stride the
Born, born, born, born, born, born, born killer I'm that mothafucking god damn nigga The brother that's tougher than any other you cover The one you don
Перевод: Da Brat. Я Goin 'Out солдата Лика.
Перевод: Manowar. Март мести (солдаты Of Death).
Перевод: Manowar. Март для Revenge (солдаты Смерть) (Live).
Перевод: Солдат Луи. Братья Из порта.
Перевод: Самоубийство Мисс Меланхолия. Иди, ставка Солдаты, Shoot.
