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spirits forced There goes the Bandolero. Through the hole in the wall. He's a coward but he doesn't care though. He don't care at all The General commanding. Defending what we feel. The troops, they
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without a face. One mask over another. Echoes lead the troops. A creator no one can trace. No one can trace. . Be my eyes. I see what you want me to see. Innocent blood across the land. I kill what
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I'm on it, get on it. The troops are on fire. Ya know I need it much closer. I'm tradin' just a little more Step on it, electronic. The troops are on fire. I'm much deeper, a sleeper. Waitin
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and friends. (You are good, yeah). Lord, bless everyone who hears this CD. If they dont feel good, please help them feel better. (Lord, we love you, yeah). Lord, bless our country and the troops
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(lyrics - hanneman; music - hanneman). . Metal and men clash once more to the end. Warriors above with the power to kill descend. Militia of blood troops of hate march to die. Soldiers of hell
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. He's defending what he fears. While the troops they are depending. On reinforcements from the rear. . If God is in the heavens. How can this happen here?. In his name, they used the weapons. For
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. He's defending what he fears. While the troops they are depending. On reinforcements from the rear. . If God is in the heavens. How can this happen here?. In his name, they used the weapons. For
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There is only one king. We will ride beside him. Troops are fearless. And we are at his disposal. At the battlefield. We’ll form the toughest shield. The honor of the king. Is in our hands. Our
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. Water let it burn! So it burnt! Learn your lesson well if I don't then I. Guess you get jelled, swell heads go down like the sun hon, and here it. Comes! So the troops are pulled out and the tolls are
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boring times. Hello my friend, how you been being somebody else?. Somebody, somebody Now the troops in your head won't obey what you say. And the mutiny seems to spread. All you can hear is a voice in
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People climbed into the night like space suits. People stepped into the night like moon boots. Marching like moon troops. In their zoot colored zoot suits People climbed into the night like cool
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Bài hát L. S. F. - Kasabian. I'm on it, get on it. The troops are on fire. Ya know I need it much closer. I'm tradin' just a little more . Step on it, electronic. The troops are on fire. I'm
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you closer. Girl, if all you need's a long, slow kiss. I got this. Yeah baby I got this. Hey I'm a country boy, don't mean to brag. I'm all about God, our troops and the flag. If you got something to
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knees and kiss my feet. Censorship'll stop your excess thought. Check your billboard for my tour Listen to Luke sermon six. "And if one of the occupation troops. Forces you to carry his pack. One
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Bài hát L. S. F. - Kasabian. I'm on it, get on it. The troops are on fire. Ya know I need it much closer. I'm tradin' just a little more . Step on it, electronic. The troops are on fire. I'm
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(before the soldiers came). Things used to be nice, so nice now. Things used to be ire. Things used to be nice, so nice Our country them did enter, yeah. Troops trodding left right and centre
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day. without one single living soul going down the government. troops were circled in the sun gun found themselves on the. run. from our nation the rock is raised no need to hide from. the other
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drop the bomb. You bet to save this land. He was only taking pictures. Around the critical mass. While the troops on Tinian island. Sang Follow the bouncing ball. White Christmas. He may have been
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drop the bomb. You bet to save this land. He was only taking pictures. Around the critical mass. While the troops on Tinian island. Sang Follow the bouncing ball. White Christmas. He may have been
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your knees and kiss my feet. Censorship'll stop your excess thought. Check your billboard for my tour. . Listen to Luke sermon six. "And if one of the occupation troops forces you to carry his
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to be ire (before the soldiers came). Things used to be nice, so nice now. Things used to be ire. Things used to be nice, so nice. . Our country them did enter, yeah. Troops trodding left right
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your knees and kiss my feet. Censorship'll stop your excess thought. Check your billboard for my tour. . Listen to Luke sermon six. "And if one of the occupation troops forces you to carry his
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your knees and kiss my feet. Censorship'll stop your excess thought. Check your billboard for my tour. . Listen to Luke sermon six. "And if one of the occupation troops forces you to carry his
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not for this Dear beloved try to write to you. Through the senseless deaths of a million troops. I'm waiting my time is near. As my tears wash away my years To say in God we trust not for this. Oh
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Striking down the enemy. Fighting hand to hand. Troops are thrusting onwards. Time to take command. Ready to devour. On the attack. Bodies lie dismembered. Maimed, killed, and hacked. . Draw
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to be ire (before the soldiers came). Things used to be nice, so nice now. Things used to be ire. Things used to be nice, so nice. . Our country them did enter, yeah. Troops trodding left right
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Striking down the enemy. Fighting hand to hand. Troops are thrusting onwards. Time to take command. Ready to devour. On the attack. Bodies lie dismembered. Maimed, killed, and hacked. . Draw
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This hate inside me. It is constantly growing. Years of hollow lies. Made pagan hatred rise They came with their troops. Destroying land and roots. Abominations under the sun. They and their
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Fear not death but this destruction pending. Not my soul, the future I'm defending. Let death come be this my fatal finale. May my spilt blood the valiant troops rally. This is destiny, he says
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battleflag is torn and stained. With the legion of my troops like squalls. Arrows like the rain. Bend your bow. Whet your sword. It's time for full attack. Forward and forward. No place for one step back. Bend
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. Ninety-nine ministers meet. To worry, worry, super scurry. Call the troops out in a hurry. This is what we've waited for. This is it, boys, this is war. The president is on the line. As ninety-nine red
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you,. You look at me,. We bite each other. And with your bitter words you kick me in the gutter. But my troops are bigger than yours. \'Cause you\'ll never stand my fight. Ours is a family that\'s based
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you,. You look at me,. We bite each other. And with your bitter words you kick me in the gutter. But my troops are bigger than yours. \'Cause you\'ll never stand my fight. Ours is a family that\'s based
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you're rounding up your army. Turning all your troops on me. And telling lies just to feel happy. But I won't retaliate, no. No, you can't a have World War III. If there's only one side fighting. And you
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longing from my tongue. All the lonely things my hands have done. Let me see your beauty broken down. Like you would do for one your love. Hungry as an archway. Through which the troops have passed,. I
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. To worry, worry, super scurry. Call the troops out in a hurry. This is what we've waited for. This is it, boys, this is war. The president is on the line. As ninety-nine red balloons go by Ninety