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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

    Just like you

    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...

    Two minute warning

    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

    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...

    My letter

    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.

    Believe in what you want

    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...