In this cold, hungry, wounded
The second is the snow on the snow
But the dignity of freedom
Guard, free, free
My heart is raining blood
Karun Karun, in the swamp of the center of law
I die heavy, slowly, slowly
Choose the cost and the way
It means my death in your land
That is, eat ten so that you will not be satisfied
The lion who does not know where the tribe is
Where is the tribe behind me?
The bloody head that you are the head of
My hand is still in unity with you
I'm here becausе I hit him
Come to the top of that false color
Bеautiful mountain bases lie if
I'm coming to eat you
That the whole world etc. is a war of lies
Imagine for a second you were transposed into the karmic driven world of Earl
The shepherd of history
For you, the same good with arrows
The commune came in the middle of the cannon
Intermediate means me
I shout, I will not harm you
Well, I would not give up the hangover
I do not kill, but I do not
That pain damage is the same as the sound of crime
Where art stand for life
The losers are the same comrade
Friendship with you is like a uniform
A voice that has lost its way to the throat
If you want and you can not be a servant of Das
Well, the rabbit house is in the milk tooth
If he does not die, he is in the magician's hat
[Cross]
In the reputation of dogs, rust wounds
You are in the swamp of death, rust
How many free howls?
How many free howls?
How many free voices?
How many free? How many free?
Lyrics of Ali Sorena song
[Versus Two]
I'm not afraid of the truth
I am not afraid of war
My whole life is an unintentional pain
I cling to the jungle
If it were otherwise, I would have covered all the light
The sword in the law of nature
I will not go back to her belly
Butterflies dance on my face
They were done if I sneezed
I rotted in polluted water
When you sit next to the paddle
It means your death in a fake coffin
No, this is not my law
They sound sirens in the arrow
They usually take risks later
Blood to repair my flight
If it is fatty, I will take my liver
Good luck shooting me
Due to bruising of the body with blue makeup
I doubt the spectators of the game
If it does, its spicy dandruff is sweet and evil
That the world goes to extremes
You feel until you look
Fight the pain horn
You are the battle march
Until man is free or not
Did not dance satin
Do not touch anyone
When the goal of power is only in war
This path is the effect of instrument rap
You have grown pus dependence of time
Intermediate with macro price
Either be bad or bad for bad
If you go, the crime of the world will decrease
[Cross]
In the reputation of dogs, rust wounds
You are in the swamp of death, rust
How many free howls?
How many free howls?
How many free voices?
How many free? How many free?
