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- Над треком работали
- В. Смирнов, К. Александров
- Альбом
- Black Sunday Morning
- Текст
- From the place where sadness grows
From the place that's down below
I have come so evil frown
My obsession is so deep
Your excuse is so damn weak
I'm here to bring you down
[Chorus]
Step by step mile after mile final judgment has arrived
There is no escape you're begging for time to die my dear foe
Bullets raising from the gun no one left but only one
Anger, suffer all the same give it up you have lost the game
Such a cruel state of mind
I'm the smartest of all kind
I'm the judge for all your sins
I'm stronger than before
I'm coming back for more
You will suffer down in pain
[Chorus]