and stand for 'Cause I won't break, Your truth is fake If blood ran red, You's leave me for dead A nation on fire A nation on fire You tell me peace
and stand for 'Cause I won't break, Your truth is fake If blood ran red, You's leave me for dead A nation on fire A nation on fire You tell me peace,
Překlad: Machine Head. Národ On Fire.
Překlad: Machine Head. 7 A Nation On Fire.
fight and stand for 'Cause I won't break, Your truth is fake If blood ran red, You's leave me for dead A nation on fire A nation on fire You tell me
now, the story. A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, excuse me... Once upon a time --- I think it was last Thursday --- a boy named
the dark side A nation vexed, is it a vietnam flipside On the streets, protests came a little late Six months on your seat before war date A watergate
Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin' Now I'm ballin', don't plan on fallin' For the world Left the furl in the dope man, on the set Cause
Slang A-K, national, geographical Mathematical, slide up in your work casual Nike Air Dog, who wear it all, plus down to brawl All a thousand with a
These nations are overrun with you Out of nation To this end, we'll resist forever Ready to kill all trashy Gods With this machine, cry out fire The
generation, a misleading calculation No elevation, time wastin' and live chasin' A day and night crime scene, livin' in the time machine Blaze a lime green, six on
not black But there's a whole lots a times I wish I could say I'm not white Well, I seen the fires burnin' And the local people turnin' On the
passin' round Seen the smoke and fire And the market burnin' down Watched while everybody on his street would take a turn They stomp and smash and bash
, a misleading calculation No elevation, time wastin and live chasin [Prodigal Sun] A day and night crime scene, livin in the time machine Blaze a lime green, six on
lies And deceit .. and he shall sit as a god In the temple of God, showing himself to be king ... He shall honor a god of fortress, And anoint himself
, The final world empire revived; the peace of rome, The beast and its throne; it is turning, Burning on its horns; ten crowns And on its head a name
