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Texty: Nucleator. Other. Hours Of War.


A guy have been killed by a shot in his head
he stood next to me and was suddenly dead
Full of his parts and his blood and his brain
"Damn buddy, no man this is insane!"

At night we attacked and killed everyone there
breaking their necks badly why should we care
They murdered, they tortured, they raped in the past
I'll make sure we will fight to the last

Bombs, guns, bullets, screams...war is a game to play unfair and mean
Death proof and the by the way?you will die at the end of the day
Bombs, guns, bullets, screams...war is a game to play unfair and mean
murder kills, final day,....orders are given...act on and obey

Hours of war everlasting in time,everlasting distress is the feeder of death
Hours of war to be helpless and frail to be capture in rage to feel free to engage
Hours of war
Road to ruin
Hours of war
Dead march begins

Believe me my friend it wasn't easy for me
Day after day to attack and retread
The prospects for future... I don't want to know
"It's fighting, it's killing but thats how it goes!"

At the end of the day and I proudly can say
That surviving the walls of engagement
leads to presumption and giving a clue
How killing is fun to be honest with you

Bombs, guns, bullets, screams...war is a game to play unfair and mean
Death proof and the way...you will die at the end of the day
Bombs, guns, bullets, screams...war is a game to play unfair and mean
Murder, kills, final day?.orders are given...act on and obey

Hours of war everlasting in time,everlasting distress is the feeder of death
Hours of war to be helpless and frail to be capture in rage to feel free to engage
Hours of war
Road to ruin
Hours of war
Dead march begins
Nucleator