Текст песни Тони Раут - дорога в вальхалу

Predators in the city, the season is open!
We go to the conflict, we go to the conflict.
Time for cast iron to become steel.
At night, the warriors will go to Valhalla!

Predators in the city, the season is open!
We go to the conflict, we go to the conflict.
Time for cast iron to become steel.
At night, the warriors will go to Valhalla!

Alone in the field is not a warrior, by will not by will,
But all matters are decided by blood and slaughter.
There are no mines here, stop, explosion, caught and knocked down.
If I die, I'll be back with an army of zombies.
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There is a harpoon for every bream.
Each of us has his own boiler in hell.
Ah! It's better to stir up the fillet out of you,
After all, you are not a bull, since you have a bunch of blood cells.

Ra Ra Ra Raut.
One of us fell, dragging on a hump.
And your fights, rebellion are just props.
Rauth's Golden Age, you have an attack of aurophobia!

You are a very dangerous brute.
They say: "The Russians are very dangerous!"
And this one, generally abnormal from all sides ...

Tony Routh - On the way to Valhalla.
July, 2015.