Traducere: Panzers. Proxenetico.
Traducere: Unul Ton. Paul Panzers Blues.
Unlike the devil I?ve never seen the face of god Sweet Mr. Jesus Infected on my skin Demons surround you I'm crawlin' on the ground Shame for another
Sailboats wish that they were stars Floating softly in the sky Among our dreams that bid goodbye Moving through transparent space Drifting through the
There's a million different types of girls All around the world and they're all so beautiful No one knows any better than me 'Cause I stare so constantly
There aren't any. It's an instrumental...
We're adrift on a sailboat My love is the sea Yours is the horizon Constant and steady You set my limbs locked hard afloat Lifted my lonesome sails The
Hear me call, panzer division destroyed Absolute; no sign of life at all Crushing men, living men have all gone Hear me call, panzer division destroyed
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] Scrambled signals on the radio Orders are given to attack Flames light the sky from over the hill No time for turning back
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] A people of virtue we're not Cold blooded metal burns hot Scratching our way to the top A wheel once is started no one can
[Written by Broderick & Conklin] Hearts racing, blood boils Fist raising overlords Corruption our cry We're metal till we die Power - In our hearts
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] Fires blazing electricity racing boiling my veins Strength without ending the message we're sending is no pain no gain
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] A flash of his blade turns your screams into silence He laughs in your face as your life fades away King of the night time
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] All the years, fears and tears from the past Lessons for all to learn Clinging to life, how long will it all last? As long
the cities leaving dust in our wake Not a thing left alive, run before it's too late The women, the children, the young and the old Nothing will escape the Panzer
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] There is a place that no one goes about Or fears to conjure in the mind Sacred chants heard whispered in the dark Watch
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] Circus goes 'round in my mind Leaving all logic behind How can I be living here ? When I am no where near [V2] Imagination
[Briody / Conklin] Birnham Wood is growing to meet the walls of Dunsinane Prophecy is unfolding. Can it be I've gone insane? None of woman born can
