Текст песни Nasum - Stormshield
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Standing so close to the edge pumping more until they burst The only thing not being done is getting these bridges burned Still sowing seeds of hate growing nicely in the weak While preparing for the terror that is yet to be unleashed With your gums oiled and greased and your biggest smile in place Your role is that one of a priest to convert them all with haste Still sowing seeds of hate growing nicely in the weak While preparing for the terror that is yet to be unleashed Another lie to calm things down Storming – the winds of hate Hating – all that you create "Штормовой Щит" Стоя так близко от края, Нагнетаем все больше, пока они не рванут. Единственная вещь, которую не сделали Не сожгли эти мосты. Все еще сеем семена ненависти, Отлично всходящие в слабых. А пока готовимся к террору, Который начнется вот, вот. С твоей лживой хмельной болтовней И величайшей улыбкой на свете, Твоя роль – роль проповедника, Чтобы спешно переубедить их. Все еще сеем семена ненависти, Отлично всходящие в слабых. А пока готовимся к террору, Который начнется вот, вот. Новая ложь, чтобы все успокоить. Штормит – ветры ненависти. Ненавидеть – все, что ты создал. Смотрите также:
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Standing so close to the edge pumping more until they burst
The only thing not being done is getting these bridges burned
Still sowing seeds of hate growing nicely in the weak
While preparing for the terror that is yet to be unleashed
With your gums oiled and greased and your biggest smile in place
Your role is that one of a priest to convert them all with haste
Still sowing seeds of hate growing nicely in the weak
While preparing for the terror that is yet to be unleashed
Another lie to calm things down
Storming - the winds of hate
Hating - all that you create
" Storm Shield "
Standing so close to the edge ,
Pumped more and more, until they jerked .
The only thing that did not
Not burn those bridges .
Still sow the seeds of hatred ,
Excellent vskhodyaschie in weak .
And while preparing for terror
Which begins here, here .
With your false drunken chatter
And the greatest smile in the world,
Your role - the role of the preacher ,
To persuade them hastily .
Still sow the seeds of hatred ,
Excellent vskhodyaschie in weak .
And while preparing for terror
Which begins here, here .
New lie to appease all .
Storm - winds of hatred.
Hate - all that you have created.
