Текст песни Дикон - Мы - Слуги Дьявола

Album & quot; The Game & quot ;, Year: 1980

Steve cautiously creeps down the street
Floors hats bowed
I can not hear a sound, but his steps
and machine guns ready to fire
Are you ready, are you ready for this?
Wait, burning with impatience?
And behind the door bullets fly
Getting the rhythm of the beat

Here's another fell on his face
Another dust
Another behind another
Another dust
Hey, and I'll get you!
Another dust.

And how do you think I should go on
Without you when you're gone?
You took me all that I was
And threw me into the street

Well, you're happy, you're happy?
And how long you can stand now?
And behind the door bullets fly
Getting the rhythm of the beat

Here's another fell on his face
Another dust
Here's another fell on his face
Another dust

There are many ways to make a person sick
Destroy and humiliate him
Can you beat it
Can you deceive him
You can humiliate him, and then quit
When he was morally broken
But I'm ready, I'm ready for you
I firmly stand on their two feet
And behind the door bullets fly
Echoing rhythm in unison