Prase

Prase lyrics

GenreMetal
Duration30:08
Original languageEnglish
Views380
Lyrics coordinates

Original lyrics

EN
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Generals gathered in their masses, Just like witches at black masses. Evil minds that plot destruction, Sorcerers of death´s construction. Oh lord, yeah! Politicians hide themselves away. They only started the war. Why should they go out to fight? They leave that role to the poor Oh yeah!