Abrin - 04 The Iron Devil (2015) | Текст песни

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• 04 The Iron Devil (2015)

Enemies are afraid
Of the Iron Devil.
It's force, it's power raid
Are at the highest level.
Enemy will be crushed
Like a pity bug.
The fear becomes hushed
From an iron hug.

The forty second year.
The field of the battle.
The horror everywhere.
The hellfire isn't gentle.

The heavy tanks
Are on the front lines.
And people thank
For good defence.
The Iron Devil isn't
Afraid of explosions.
It's one of the reasons
Of the victorious shines.

The iron birds
Are fly over the tank.
This attack the worst,
But don't be sad.
This machine
Is rather terrible.
And you can win.
It's so available.

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