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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Manticora - Lost SoulsSinners on their chance to strike. willing to let die To reap the harvest of ones work, now its time to crucify Crawling under lines of blama, in their hands theyve got your fate Now weve lost the game of man, misjudged by laws we hate Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we havent got a choice Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we havent got a choice Lost Souls Holding on to an illusion based upon a tale The ladders leading down to Hell, our souls are now for sale Weak and helpless on our knees were looking at the sky Time will run, the blood will flow as life is passing by Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we havent got a choice Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we havent got a choice Lost Souls Truth wont be the same when one is born Theres no reason in the world, but we are movin on Cursed by the palm of God Bright - hope blinded eyes If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at dawn Lost Souls One day we will understand there are no winners in this race Caused by your religion thoughts, well vanish without a trace With one hand on the holy book, youre reaching for a gun Put your hands together, praise the lord for what he has done Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we havent got a choice Shout, let me hear you preaching - listen to your pathetic Shout, let us hear your story, now that we havent got a choice Truth wont be the same when one is born Theres no reason in the world, but we are movin on Cursed by the palm of God Bright - hope blinded eyes If everyone had a chose, religion would fade at dawn Lost Souls [Kristian] |
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