Divine Wind

Текст песни Blue Oyster Cult - Divine Wind <br/> ( - D. Roeser - )Blood of bat, tail of newtWing of metal, gold or steelFight of health, flash of painStaff of life, or poison rainIf he really thinks we&#039;re the devil, then let&#039;s send &#039;em to hell( )<br />Fast food, fast carsFast women, movie starsTime of trouble, time of trialTurn to Memphis, pray awhileIf he really thinks we&#039;re the devil, then let&#039;s send &#039;em to hellAnxious lovers, bums in the streetJackals in waistcoats, men in sheetsPurple mountains, waves of grainGrace of God, thy will be doneIf he really thinks we&#039;re the devil, then let&#039;s send &#039;em to hellIf he really thinks we&#039;re the devil, then let&#039;s send &#039;em to hell