Punch from Makedonia - Trade (Mark 2) | Текст песни

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• Trade (Mark 2)

You wanna be more powerful,
You wanna have more gold.
You wanna be the queen of the world,
You need to sign one contract.

Words with blood,
Paper with tears,
Your body will be burned,
Your soul will be sold,
It's fuckin hell.

Devil want to trade,
Your soul will be reborn.

CHORUS(ПРИПЕВ)
You will create the demon,
I see this fire on your eye's,
You drown on this sea,
Your soul will fall from the skies.
You live in the fear,
The blood in your ears,
You're not going to live as before,
You will be no more alive!

My wings are broken,
You cruelly deceived,
My dear,i fear,
What you die before im meet:
Your real side,
Your real mind,
Your real heart,
It's peaceful revolution of the death.

CHORUS(ПРИПЕВ)
You will create the demon,
I see this fire on your eye's,
You drown on this sea,
Your soul will fall from the skies.
You live in the fear,
The blood in your ears,
You're not going to live as before,
You will be no more alive!


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