on clearer days I can see the lights from my bedroom door, on windy nights I can smell the lake as it drifts to me from the shore the traffic lights
(feat. Bushido) Ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole ole hey yo Deutschland holt die Fahnen raus Sie hangn vom Balkon am Gartenhaus
Stakes and torches, Scimitars and bayonets, Scythes, pitchforks, A sickle with a sharpened edge. Swords and spades, And mallets that are made of lead.
Why burn poor and lonely under a bowl or under a lampshade Or on the shelf beside the bed Where at night you lay turning like a door on its hinges?...
Torches, go! Guide the vultures and rats to follow me home. I found a scrap of you which the pests had left behind. All for the love of the hammer and
Children who watch their fathers rise to work each day Becoming bitter as they piss their lives away Out of balance as he stumbles to the porch Too young
Oversettelse: Dance Of Days. For bluss Joana.
Oversettelse: Godt å være kvitt. Fakler og tragedier.
Oversettelse: Rise Against. Lommelykter.
Oversettelse: Samael. Med The glimt av faklene.
Oversettelse: Webb Sisters, de. Lommelykter.
Oversettelse: Torsdag. Arc-lamper, Signal fakler, en dusj av White (The Light).
Oversettelse: Turisas. Som Lommelykter Rise.
I take a look around, the blood of our men has painted the ground There are corpses lying everywhere Some try to pray, some cry in despair As our enemy
: Voy perdiendo el rumbo, no se a donde voy, perdi la cabeza, no se donde quedo, sombra ya no tengo, ella me abandono, todo es muy raro, y es logico.
: Es como estar, perdido en el medio, del desierto, quemandote los pies, es como creer, que todo en esta vida, muy facil se nos va a dar. El tiempo pasa