Текст песни Dark Moor - From Hell

Текст:

Pure dark badness A black cold sadness Falling into Hole of madness dying to Step into the city breaking out from silence Iron Gods Pouring flaming violence Sirens, don't stop crying Really crying loud Murder now Is allowed Hissing arrow Soaked in fire Wrapped in wire The souls cry From hell! Right from hell! Crazy driven horden of brothers Money given to slay others Richness striven between smothers Is paid in blood Keep on fighting no surrender Judgement coming no defender Just believing the pretender Evil rising into A spiral of madness For all will be sentenced And this way Justice will take vengeance Power does conspire Against innocence Wrapped in wire The souls cry

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