Riot - Blood of the english
Tekst :
Move out to the land of the burning sun
Where many nations stand as one
Push on through the cold and the icy seas
The smell of earth it follows me
In the darkness how i wonder what will i find on distant shores ?
I ve heard stories about what lies upon the land
English blood it stains the sand
Father hear my cry
Ganna get my life
Gonna get my soul
Now i ll fall and die
Until my blood runs cold
Fight hard
I fall many with my blade m
any soldiers strong and brave
Fall down
Smash my body to the ground
No more comrades can i save
Through a field now i stumble
Try to hide without a sound
I see sohadows of the red man all around
Death awaits me if i m found
Father hear my cry
Ganna get my life
Gonna get my soul
Now i ll fall and die
Until my blood runs cold
Someone hear me screaming
I pray i m only dreaming
Oh god help me me when i m found
Father hear my cry
Ganna get my life
Gonna get my soul
Now i ll fall and die
Until my blood runs cold
Inne utwory
Sons of society Time to bleed Storming the gates of hell Vigilante killer Watching the signs The man Gunfighter Struck by lightning Wounded heart Queen Tokyo rose Should i run Where soldiers rule Red reign Losowe utwory
I m on the move.
I don t wanna lose what I came to prove.
(It s everything)
I expect myself to be.
And I m gonna do everything I set out to.
Making my dreams come true.
It means so much to me.
You could never understand how I feel when I m searching for the...
We re lying by the orange sky
Two million miles across the land
Scattered to the highest high
Expect they ll either laugh or cry
No sex, no consequence, no sympathy
You re good enough to eat
Two minute warning
Two...
Ruby, are you contemplating going out some where?
The shadow on the wall tells me, the sun is going down
Oh, Ruby, don t take your love to town
It wasn t me who started that old crazy Asian war,
But I was proud to go...
This is my letter to you
We started following a certain description.
We started simple and fair once again
Before there wasn t any need for an answer
Things were much different then
[Chorus]
But now you question who I am.
Don t bother going through your motions.
nothing that makes sense ever works out.
don t id yourself, you know they want money.
nothing can be good on its own merit.
put your trust in simple acts.
make the flyers get them up all over...