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Trapped, no shield, no sword The unbeaten path got my soul so sore Allured by the lust, something money can't cure The Devil want me as is, but God, He
I got my brand on you I got my brand on you I got my brand on you I got my brand on you There ain't nothin' you can do, honey I got my brand on you Oh
I see you hand in hand With my worst enemy I can't show the anger That I feel or the jealousy About all I can do is watch And wish that he hadn't caught
Look out the window, the sounds in the wind You hear the siren again and again Screaming a whine, deep in your mind Follow the sign and you'll soar Piercing
Cavalry leader with a bold upper hand Boyhood dream was achieved Praised by the soldiers down by his side The regiment followed his lead The antagonists
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Crazy lines, seems you're always standing in Gets to your mind, you feel like living life in sin I know the struggle but there's a remedy Revolt is your
Ooh no way, how does it feel To been bit by the snake Left without a meal? You know the stakes are high When you hear her cry She'll keep pushin' and
Hear her words Whispers on the shore Blinded by a haze, in a daze I pick myself off the ground, hey I know the words I speak Could enter your mind when
God is alive, magic is afoot God is alive, magic is afoot God is afoot, magic is alive Alive is afoot, magic never died God never sickened Many poor
Sometimes I feel high Sometimes I feel so unbelievably down It's nothing to do with pleasure or pain No it works its way up From the pit of my groin Sometimes
lui pres du vieux cimetiere, rue Saint-Vincent. Et je p'tit Jules etait d'la tierce qui soutient la gerce, aussi l'adolescent, voyant qu'elle marchait
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God is alive; Magic is afoot God is alive; Magic is afoot God is afoot; Magic is alive Alive is afoot..... Magic never died. God never sickened; many
Переклад: Marc Almond. Здоровий, як ненависть.
Переклад: Armored Saint. March Of Санкт-.
Переклад: Зима, Джонні. Я отримав мою марку на Ви.