Текст (слова) песни: Vicious Rumors - March of the Damned

[Lyrics: Morgan Thorn, Geoff Thorpe]

Fire in the hole, the wretched smell of death
Maniac on the frontline, and napalm on your breath
Let the bell toll...
Tortured by the visions, the haunting of your dreams
It seems like yesterday, cant you hear the screams?
Heartless soldier, the crimson martyr
Cant atone your own disgrace
Find your own death before dishonor
Sacrifice, your saving grace...
But youve got no rules, no rules to keep you sane
Youre a prisoner of pain...
But youve got no rules, no rules to keep you sane
No way to win
Still a prisoner of pain...
Heartless soldier, the crimson martyr
Cant atone your own disgrace
Find your own death before dishonor
Sacrifice, your saving grace...
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Axe and Smash
Ballhog
Blacklight
Born Again Hard
Break
Buried Alive
Can You Hear It
Candles Burn
Cerebral Sea
Children
Chopping Block
Concentration
Condemned
Cyberchrist
Digital Dictator
Down to the Temple
Downpour
Dust To Dust
Elevator to Hell
Ends Of The Earth
Faith
Fear Of God
Free To Go
Friend
Gigs Eviction
Hellraiser
Kill The Day
Lady Took A Chance
Liquify
Make It Real
March of the Damned
Mastermind
Minute To Kill
Mouth
Neodymium Man
No Apologies
On the Edge
Out Of My Misery
Out Of The Shadows
Perpetual
Puritan Demons
R.L.H.
Raise Your Hands
Sadistic Symphony
Savior From Anger
Ship of Fools
Six Stepsisters
Something Burning
Strange Behaviour
The Crest
Thrill of the Hunt
Towns On Fire
When Love Comes Down
World Church
Worlds And Machines
You Only Live Twice