Prevod: Z Honor. Odpornost V Blood.
you Understanding all the greatness of harm Where we have been told to live Not the first time we'll raise our swords Not the first time blood shall
s senseless to resist this, hostile take over To late to pray to Jehovah, death closer, I lit him up like a toaster Then put my shit back in my holsta Blood
true to his beliefs He lived by his motto, his honor was true Sturmbahnfuhrer Skorzeny I salute you (Repeat Chorus) For the green of my land For the blood
go Just a little bit of grieving in the words you relate and I'm alright Crash land, insist, can't exist on frailty I always crash land, resist, exaggerated
the funeral march in the depths of the abyss The terror which strikes the honor which prays will be face to face in the mortal doomsday Resist my fierce
who face resistance are protected by the grail Break the silence, take the fear Rape the sorrow, wipe the tears, rise, rise Drink the blood of the lamb
march us off to a new war, When it's through there'll be a hundred more. With us to wonder what the hell we're fighting for. RESIST; cycle repear; relinquish
the world know that I am yours. I will never be silenced. I will resist my sin to the point of blood, and I will wear my scars like badges of honor
We'll ride their corpses into the sun billowing smoke from the newly killed our blood oath has been undone we all must die, vengeance will be fulfilled
my charms you can't resist We'll slash your body and your soul and leave you rotting in the cold My love you can't erase, your honor of self disgrace
resist this Hostile take over To late to pray to Jehovah, death closer, I lit him up like a toaster Then put my shit back in my holsta Blood crumbled
you can't erase I see blood on the hands of the master race. 500 years of manifest destiny 500 years of resistance to the enemy You have faith in the
those who face resistance are protected by the Grail, Break the silence, Take the fear ... Rape the sorrow, Wipe the tears. Rise, rise, Drink the blood
The funeral march in the depths of the abyss The terror which strikes, the honor which prays Will be face to face in the mortal doomsday Resist my fierce
