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Cowards die in shame
03:59
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Profit gaining is our main function
Squad command gives us satisfaction
You just do what you ought to
At any costs, at any losts too.
Bleed it out, bleed it through
Wounds will heal, but not you
Frontlines move and noone cares
Devastating what is left
War is fueled by hate of men
War machine is counting bodies
System is erasing worries
Mankind suffers, what's it for?
Profit says - it's for the law.
Choices are for the fools
The illusion of the truth.
Politics decide what's best
Nation's bleeding, but who cares?
Soldiers march over their heads
Cowards die in shame, for who is it working for?
Move your brains, obtain a wisdom
Dissidents change this world
Moving courage to the top
Cowards don't rely on hope
You're not slave
You chose freedom.
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Living Dead
04:05
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I did a lot of bad in life,
I mastered filth in all it's kinds,
You shall avoid me in the night,
When I'm hungry, I am blind.
I am empowered by the dark,
I feel the blood like a shark,
Collect the souls to feed my heart,
To keep me, so alive.
Fight the night, you'll never see this light.
Demon inside, I need to feed it right.
I am cursed and I have sins,
No one knwos my beliefs,
Take my hand and walk with me,
By the path of silent dreams.
Again I fooled you fucking scum,
Please take a breath with all your lungs,
Because this moment is your last,
You have spoiled all your guts.
The evil always come,
Tries to catch up on high stakes ground,
Don;t be so dumb to take the round,
There's nothing, to be proud.
Fight the night, you'll never see this light.
Demon inside, I need to feed it right.
I am cursed and I have sins,
No one knwos my beliefs,
Take my hand and walk with me,
By the path of silent dreams.
So why'd you struggle,
What'd you protect?
You are converted,
Living dead.
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Furious
02:32
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Mistakes of fallen
Bloodwritten laws
Truce time is stolen
Be prepared for wars
Every man can pretend for what is his damn blooddy gifts
Тo resurrection for, just rise above
This land
With fear
With greed
And death
Battlefront forces your heart feel
Take what you get with no rebuild
There is no cheap sheep could be found
Your wolves are masters, judges and your crowd
Wash up your hands
There is no lies in blood
Salute your friends
True life of nomad
Basic instincts are satisfied and life can go back in night
Until you’ll hear the roar, what you’re prepared for...
This roar
of fear
of death
And blood
Battlefront forces your heart feel
Take what you get with no rebuild
There is no cheap sheep could be found
Your wolves are masters, judges and your crowd
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Empty Shells
03:35
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When your brain is occupied,
Only by thoughts to stay alive,
When no one cares whether you've died,
You just need to hold the line.
Firing, keep firing,
Firing, keep firing,
Reload.
You ee the visions from your past,
What you have left and what's behing,
You've never dreamed about such life,
Release the fury, trapped inside.
Firing, keep firing,
Firing, keep firing,
Reload.
Hatred goes through my veins,
Forcing me to hold on tight,
Ripped apart, sliced into parts,
I will not give up the fight.
Shells are falling on the bodies
Bullets flying,
Into targets, throwing dust into the clouds,
Frontline is where my house is,
Frontline is where my home is.
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