Born from the dark,
In the black cloak of night
To envelop its prey below,
Deliver to the light
To eliminate your enemy,
Hit them in their sleep,
And when all is won and lost,
The spoils of wars are yours to keep
Great nations built from the bones of the dead,
With mud and straw, blood and sweat,
You know your worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
Ensuing power vacuum,
A toppled leader dies
His body fuels the power fire,
And the flames rise to the sky
One side of his face a kiss,
The other genocide
Time to pay with your ass,
A worldwide suicide
Great nations built from the bones of the dead,
With mud and straw, blood and sweat,
You know your worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
Born from the dark,
In the black cloak of night
To envelop its prey below,
Deliver to the light
To eliminate your enemy,
Hit then in their sleep,
And when all is won and lost,
The spoils of war are yours to keep
Great nations built from the bones of the dead,
With mud and straw, blood and sweat,
You know your worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
"Архитектура агрессии"
Я был рожден из темноты
Под покровом ночи
Чтобы упаковать свою жертву
И вытащить на свет
Чтобы уничтожить вашего врага,
Убить их спящими
И когда все закончено,
Военные трофеи принадлежат тебе
Великие страны построены из костей убитых,
Из грязи и соломы, пота и крови
Вы узнаете себе цену, когда ваши враги
Хвалят вашу архитектуру агрессии
Власть повержена,
Свергнутый правитель умирает
Его тело питает огромный костер,
Пламя от которого возносится к небесам
Одна сторона его лица – поцелуй,
Другая – геноцид,
Пора испытать на своей заднице
Мировое самоубийство
"Сражайтесь за Америку"
"Все знают о том, что 15 января было крайним сроком.
Чтобы закончить войну, как только война прекратилась,
Люди могли разойтись по своим домам".
Я был рожден из темноты
Под покровом ночи
Чтобы упаковать свою жертву
И вытащить на свет
Чтобы уничтожить вашего врага,
Убить их спящими
И когда все закончено,
Военные трофеи принадлежат тебе
Великие страны построены из костей убитых,
Из грязи и соломы, пота и крови
Вы узнаете себе цену, когда ваши враги
Хвалят вашу архитектуру агрессии
"Сражайтесь за Америку"
"Они похожи на больших длинных змей
что поднимают свои головы"
"Средняя тройка, гм, просто, ах, трассирующие пули". Born from the dark,
In the black cloak of night
To envelop its prey below,
Deliver to the light
To eliminate your enemy,
Hit them in their sleep,
And when all is won and lost,
The spoils of wars are yours to keep
Great nations built from the bones of the dead,
With mud and straw, blood and sweat,
You know your worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
Ensuing power vacuum,
A toppled leader dies
His body fuels the power fire,
And the flames rise to the sky
One side of his face a kiss,
The other genocide
Time to pay with your ass,
A worldwide suicide
Great nations built from the bones of the dead,
With mud and straw, blood and sweat,
You know your worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
Born from the dark,
In the black cloak of night
To envelop its prey below,
Deliver to the light
To eliminate your enemy,
Hit then in their sleep,
And when all is won and lost,
The spoils of war are yours to keep
Great nations built from the bones of the dead,
With mud and straw, blood and sweat,
You know your worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
& Quot; The architecture of aggression & quot;
I was born out of the darkness
By night
To package its prey
And pull out the light
To destroy your enemy,
Kill them sleeping
And when it was over,
Spoils of war belong to you
Great country built from the bones of the slain,
From mud and straw, sweat and blood
You will know their own worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
Power defeated,
The deposed ruler dies
His body nurtures a huge fire,
Flame from which ascends to heaven
One side of his face - a kiss,
Other - genocide,
It's time to try on your ass
World Suicide
& Quot; Fight for America & quot;
& Quot; Everyone knows that January 15 was the deadline.
To end the war as soon as the war ended,
People could disperse to their homes & quot ;.
I was born out of the darkness
By night
To package its prey
And pull out the light
To destroy your enemy,
Kill them sleeping
And when it was over,
Spoils of war belong to you
Great country built from the bones of the slain,
From mud and straw, sweat and blood
You will know their own worth when your enemies
Praise your architecture of aggression
& Quot; Fight for America & quot;
& Quot; They are like a big long snake
that raise their head & quot;
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