Maury Laws - Towers Of The Teeth | Текст песни

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Win a battle, lose a war;
Choice of evils lie before your feet.
Retreat, retreat, retreat!
If you win, then you will lose;
Choice of evils your's to choose retreat.
Retreat, retreat, retreat!
You are standing in the eye of the storm;
Move an inch, and you'll be dead.
You are standing underneath
The Towers of the Teeth
And the Eye blazes red.
Win a battle, lose a war;
Choice of evils lie before your feet.
Retreat, retreat, retreat!