Fat Monsters - 08. Democracy Of Death [Thrash We Trust - 2014] | Текст песни

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• 08. Democracy Of Death [Thrash We Trust - 2014]

Grilling sun, yellow gold
Black fog piercing the sun
The city is embowered but stands to the end
The bombs of NATO, enemy's presents

Rats got out of the holes in Bengazi
Dollars of West were sent to this scumbags
Loads of barbarians that are not afraid to die
And their main reason is to get a lot of mined

You cannot name a place in the world
where weren't their dirty hands, searching for gold
That killers and maniacs of bloody feast
And the only name of evil is the West beast

Gaddafi got up and rose his crowd
For the last battle against the Jewish pride
Shaitan created this chaos
Lives of children instead of fastfood

Blood, shots, fiercing torments
Corpses everywhere, cars are exploded
Seems like sun died above Tripoli
And then comes democracy under the blizzards

Democracy of death

Everybody keeps silence, even though they've perfect seen
From the South Osetia
To the bone-pile Livia

You cannot name a place in the world
where weren't their dirty hands, searching for gold
That killers and maniacs of bloody feast
And the only name of evil is the West beast

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