Warlord - Cypress Hill

Warlord - Cypress Hill

Альбом
Elephants on Acid
Год
2018
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
197480

Abaixo está a letra da música Warlord , artista - Cypress Hill com tradução

Letra da música " Warlord "

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Warlord

Cypress Hill

I was born with thunder up in my hands to silence all of the lambs

I’ve conquered so many lands, put up with whatever man

A sucker for God’s plan, the journey eternal

Hell fire spreading wide, now you’re in the inferno

Pray to God to intervene, you feel it, your inner being

The sinner sings a song, plays all day

Will it bring peace, to the hearts of men?

Spending life on the frontlines of life, to no end

Waste of time, wasting away

Wasting the day, tasting the bitterness of hate

Face of decay, lead 'em off into the dark

They follow me from the start

With the light chasin' the demons, runnin' from the spark

I’m the sword, guns clutch, swingin' at the unjust

Just one touch from the blade that cuts us

Leading the rat race where losers are born

When it’s above you, whatever form, it goes on

The cycle, perpetual, death is eventual

If you ain’t givin' no hundred percent, unacceptable

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

I was formed with fire upon the blade

The violence and the crusade

The engine is cultivated where the revel is made

Invading with the horde on a white horse, just a warlord

The country is war-torn and that’s love, it’s a universal way

The archangel gon' hang in the clouds and they watch us pray

For the glory of history, intimate story

Night of the Templar and the tempest warning

God’s too delayed, we’ll give the prayers to the fallen

Hymns are callin' if you willin', give yourself and we go all in

Ritual beginning, individual strike

A violent, quick, in descendence of height

Feel her soul elevate while enemies lie in wait

I’m sendin' 'em to the gate, kill them, we the hate

Be eaten at the rat race where losers are born, winners are loved

When it’s performed, it goes on

The cycle, perpetual, death is eventual

You ain’t givin' a hundred percent, unacceptable

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

March on the Devil

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