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Kronik – Soldier

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Soldier, gonna die
For our nations honour
Your heart pounds
Through the mist filled air

Soldier. gonna die
For our nations honour
Hell is near. right down here
Absence of conscious, passions so low

Victory at war
Is the orgasm of a nation
The same human being
The same breed they come from
What’s on at the theatre.
Extreme discrimination

Soldier, do you see what they’ve done
They’re forcing you to fight behind
To show no mercy and just kill
They won’t even ask your last will

Before you die

SON YORUMLAR