Λονδινομούντ.
Λονδινομούντ.
I went down into the valley to pray.
I got drunk and I stayed all day.
I knew the pass was the safest play that's why i chose to go with a run
Poverty, depression, power and despair Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return by a world not crafted by hands of our own yet still we march in step to the cadence of its irregular beatThe damage has been done- irreparable and all-encompassingNature is as archaic word that could never explain this mess Worlds become obsolete like ideas and they won’t have to burn the booksWHEN NOONE READS THEM ANYWAY!
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Into the night we must go, into the darkest abyss.
Behold the Urkraft - behold the sacred force!
We strike with the wrath of the rightful
We wield the invincible puritan blade
Behold the Fire - behold the Force!
We command the iron batallions
In the dawn of this new iron age
Behold the Urkraft - behold the sacred force!
We strike with the wrath of the rightful
We wield the invincible puritan blade
Behold the Fire - behold the Force!
We command the iron batallions
In the dawn of this new iron age
Ναι, το dust είναι πανέμορφο, κι εγώ αυτό έχω.
Γιατί δε με θες κυρά μου; Επειδή είμαι ψαράς;