A Million Dead Birds Laughing - Spirit | Текст песни

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• A Million Dead Birds Laughing
• Spirit

Failed saints; remember... I am brave
I taught the bold to sing; with a warhead
And nuked the harmony; so they can see... God

Never question the hero's sword!
Spirit of the western torment

Infected with life
They commit their tools to degradation
Independence unleashed

Never question the hero's sword!
Spirit of the western torment

Thank me; we'll be unborn
We'll be free; we'll be unborn