Текст песни Helguard - Кровь на звериных клыках

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A flock rushes in the light of torches
No one will live until the morning
The shooter hits, knowing no mercy,
It's just a game for him

He reserved for himself the right
Jokingly take away someone else's life,
He will smile slyly
When will it kill you
Etc.
Challenge death, breathe freely
Feel the blood on animal fangs
Don't look at your own kind
Their wild fear.

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Only his throat is open,
For the shooter you are already dead
And let the rest of the wolves
Trembled like a flock of sheep.

Better a bullet punctured body
To sell the killer at a higher price,
Dying by your blow
Take his soul with you.

Etc.
Challenge death, breathe freely
Feel the blood on animal fangs
Don't look at your own kind
Their wild fear.

Etc.
Challenge death, breathe freely,
Feel the blood on animal fangs
Don't look at your own kind
Their wild, insane fear.