A waking world of innocence So grave those first born cries When life begins with needles and pins It ends with Swords and Knives Oh dangerman, oh dangerman
Prevod: Tears Za Strah. Meči in noži.
, and the rails, and the tracks and the tacks, and the black and the bats, and the shrivelled shrill lights trip and laugh over the weeds and the blossoms, and throats open shut and
turns white it all becomes clear They felt lifted from their fears They shed tears in the light after 6 dark years Young bold soldiers, the fire burns, cracks and smoulders 5 years older and
will tear The pain pushed aside, shrouded by fear And know he cries for help and salvation from this hell He falls down onto the ground Knives pierce
A waking world of innocence So grave those first born cries When life begins with needles and pins It ends with Sword and Knives Oh dangerman, Oh
're not ready for I I can see the fear in they eye Scared of the rhymes that ricochet and tear them inside N fear for they lives Prepare and try to stare
: A waking world of innocence So grave those first born cries When life begins with needles and pins It ends with Sword and Knives Oh dangerman,
re not ready for I I can see the fear in they eye Scared of the rhymes that ricochet and tear them inside N fear for they lives Prepare and try to stare
taken your wives, big swords or butterfly knives Go head and chop them, care about nothing Straight off and rocked em, stalked through the dark and got
turns white it all becomes clear They felt lifted from their fears They shed tears in the light After 6 dark years Young bold soldiers, the fire burns Cracks and smoulders 5 years older and
