, he never had to hide He loved the glance of metal and the smell of blood The flame of badness burned inside him Was the only thing he had got Genghis Khan, Genghis Khan
He was just a gentile man It was his love to grind He didn't know the fear He never had to hide He loved the glance of metal And the smell of blood The
Překlad: Running Wild. Čingischán.
: [Music & lyrics: Rolf Kasparek] He was just a gentile man It was his love to grind He didn't know the fear He never had to hide He loved the glance
: He was just a gentile man It was his love to grind He didn't know the fear He never had to hide He loved the glance of metal And the smell of blood
