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Текст песни Evil dead - Branded

Evil dead - Branded слова песни


How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
How bright is the medical torch
When it`s put in our hand
My microbes and I
Can`t wait to lay down and die
We realise that we must be spent
Like the cells that dissolve when a brainwave is sent
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command
My bloodgroup and me
A body of soldiers are we
To the wound we quickly flowed
And we fought with the weapons in our
Chemical code
How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command

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