Death Mercedes - Debonair | Текст песни

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What a pleasure to see the red flag floating
to wave the banner of revolution.
It floats on a smile, eyes focused,
dumbfounding the jeering.
For the ambitious, opportunistic and careerist,
those who would kill for a place in the sun
who dream of living in a deity,
they go astray and degrading themselves,
they dirty the mortal wound of mankind.
Our ideal is invisible, bloody and noisy.
glowing and debonair, he guides rage and anger..

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