Текст (слова) песни: Nasum - Stormshield

[Music & lyrics: Mieszko A. Talarczyk]

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
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Breach of Integrity
Brinn
Bullshit
Circle Of Defeat
Closer To The End
Cornered
Creatures
Cut To Fit
Darkness Falls
Deleted Scenes
Den Moerka Tiden
Distortion & Disinformtion
Ditt Oede
Dolt Under Ytan
Domedagen
Doombringer
Drop Dead
Ett Inflammerat Sar
Fantasibilder
Fear Is Our Weapon
Fight Terror With Terror
Forcefed Opinion
Fury
Go!
Hets
High On Hate
I Hate People
I Helvetet
Illogic
Ingenting Att Ha!
Just Another Hog
Krigets Skoerd
Like Cattle
Living Next Door To Malice
Loepande - Bands Principen
No Paradise For The Damned
Particles
Pathetic
Preview of Hell
Relics
Revolution
Ros
Scoop
Skithus
Slaves To the Grind
Stormshield
Strife
The Clash
The Deepest Hole
The Engine Of Death
The Everlasting Shame
The Final Sleep
The Smallest Man
Time To Act!
Time To Discharge
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Scar
Violate
We Curse You All
Whip
Worst Case Scenario
Wrath
Your Words Alone