Havoc
Исполнитель: ACROSTICHON
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Текст песни ACROSTICHON - Havoc
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We fight on this field of honourMaimed bodies everywhereWe mystify our feelingsThinking anyone caresThis mystical sphereMalice of the mindWe will soon die here( )<br />Our bodies they won't findThey call this a field of honourBut I just feel painFour of us against an armyIt is just insaneMalediction of the mindWe're the tyrants quarriesFairy massacreIs there life beyond deathThe tyrants soldiers