Besedila:
Testament Do Or Die

your head Try to stop me, you can't 'cause your armies are dead To cross the blood red trenches of the dead below Do or die, Hell's the place you'll

stop me You can't cause your armies are dead To cross blood red Trenches of the dead below Do or die Hell's the place you'll go [1 :] [CHORUS :]

The cold winds of war, numb the nations soul They taste the bitter fear as a grim future appears Criminal leaders building hate Under siege the world

re falling down at the speed of sound, don?t even know you have a parachute. Cause the only thing bringing you to the ground is your "I can?t do it" attitude

mon passe-temps a plein temps Journees comptees, decomptees a rebours Combien d'entre elles vaudront-elles le detour Time is money mon tresor on cherchera de l'or L'or

Stumm, starr, starrend stehen sie im Kreis, wie Fliegen fliegen sie auf jeden Schei? Es gibt nichts zu sehen, bitte gehen Sie weiter, bitte machen Sie