Текст песни Pantera - We'll Gring That Axe For A Long Time
Pantera - We'll Gring That Axe For A Long Time слова песни
Текст песни Pantera - We'll Gring That Axe For A Long Time
ears 10 crowns, dragons headsSouthern are the sons, Lords unmatched- Their eyes don't look right, should they be trusted now?Trashed-mouth Gods, avoided kingsWith the spirit of revolt, the ghost of youth(Chorus)( )Every fucking year it stays the sameEverybody changes to suit the dayOut of pride I'll isolate my fearsNever turned our backs on why we're hereWe'll grind that axe for a long timeFollow close, train of foolsJust like them, just like you- Their eyes don't seem right.'Easily impressed' plague, dressed up fakeNo respect(Chorus)Every fucking year remains the sameEverybody sucks-up to suit the dayOut of hate I'll isolate myselfThrough the worst we still marched into hellWe'll grind that axe for a long time (x4)The smell in the air is chicken shit.We'll grind that axe for a long time (x2)We'll grind that axe