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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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I get feeling, I'm not alone. I get feeling, it's someone I don't know Do you ever have strange sensation. When you're standing mighty tall. To jump from seventeen floors. And crash into free
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turn it on. * it burn *. Let's fight till we hear that final tic. Kill till we kill each other clik. Bitch, you was talking crazy. But now we finish up your damn mouth. Send your bitch ass
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Bài hát Game Over - Instalok. Do you have what it takes to . Defeat the final boss? . But first you must get through his henchmen and watch out for the claw. Assemble heroes that you . Trust for the
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Bài hát Final Song - MO. Please, won't you wait? Won't you stay? . At least until the sun goes down . When you're gone, I lose faith . I lose everything I have found . Heart strings, violins . That's
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enough to keep me. You are mighty enough to protect me, yeah. You are the light that I might see What a mighty God we serve. Awesome ruler, God our protector. A mighty God we serve. Gentle redeemer
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message. Don't touch my music. We're ready to fight Fight for rock. Fighting for rock - fight!. Fight for rock. We're dying for rock Steal my money. Take my job and my car. Do anything you want. But
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Great & mighty is our God!. Great & mighty is our God!. Great & mighty is our God!. Great & mighty is our God!. Let all God's people sing, how mighty is our God!. All generations will cry, how
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knack. They`ll turn you on. And leave you flat Never can tell. Who`s playing for keeps. So tell me what`s holding you back. I know your heart can take it Don`t fight it, don`t fight it. Don`t fight
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I've looked down the saddest city lane. I've looked at the people with faces of pain. I can't forget it. I can't forget it I looked int your eyes. You think it just a game. Them faces keep on
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I hear music. Mighty fine music. The murmur of a morning breeze up there. The rattle of the milkman on the stair. Sure that's music. Mighty fine music. The singing of a sparrow in the sky. The
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Shocklee - Sadler - Ridenhour. . 1989 the number another summer (get down). Sound of the funky drummer. Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul. (Brothers and sisters, hey). Listen
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Shocklee - Sadler - Ridenhour. . 1989 the number another summer (get down). Sound of the funky drummer. Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul. (Brothers and sisters, hey). Listen
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Shocklee - Sadler - Ridenhour. . 1989 the number another summer (get down). Sound of the funky drummer. Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul. (Brothers and sisters, hey). Listen
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. . Stop this game. It's gonna really end. Stop this game. It's such a touchy, touchy thing. . I can't stop the music (Stop this game). I could stop it before (It's gonna really end). Now I don't
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