Текст песни Stoatmakker - Fogs Of War
Stoatmakker - Fogs Of War слова песни
War, pestilence, and famine.Don`t you hear your mothers crying"Why couldn`t my son ever be good be good be good like everyone else`s son?"But mama everybody else`s son is dyingWhen you make your life in the fogs of warNobody is gonna be there when you crumbleWhen you make your life in the fogs of warNobody will ever see you stumbleLucifer hardly made his mother proudHe never listened to her advice no no"Son, you`d best good be good be good like everyone else`s son"Yeah mama but everyother soon is gonna dieWhen you make your life in the fogs of warNobody is gonna be there when you crumbleWhen you make your life in the fogs of warNobody will ever see you stumbleBut did I say that was a good thing?But did I say that was a good thing?But did I say that was a good thing?No no no...When you make your life in the fogs of warNobody is gonna be there when you crumbleWhen you make your life in the fogs of warNobody will ever see you stumbleBut did I say that was a good thing?But did I say that was a good thing?But did I say that was a good thing?No no no...