our hands We cry out in our fury to the gods of fate Come on and get us if you can We're crying out in our pride to the gods of fate Come on and get us
We cry out in our fury to the gods of fate Come on and get us if you can I know we're crying out in our pride to the gods of fate Come on and get us
Traducere: New Model Army. Soartă.
Traducere: New Model Army. Ia-3 20.
'm not worried now We're coming up in the morning air We'll cross the bridge just when we get there I don't care what comes any trick that fate can bring
