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Instrumental
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He is unfit to rule Take up arms, we march tonight For the throne of England The Lord is at our side Burn the child, this is God's will It's time
We will burn it down The enemy at the gates This is the final stand of Lancaster They may bend and burn our walls But they will never break our souls
Overthrow the king Choose your rose and you will see your destiny set in stone Our country divided, the abysm of war God favours the pure, and will
Fordítás: King Crimson. Pacsirta "Tongues A kocsonya III.
Fordítás: King Crimson. Pacsirta "Tongues A kocsonya, második rész.
Fordítás: King Crimson. Pacsirta "Tongues A kocsonya, első rész.
Fordítás: A pacsirta. Jerkl.
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: If I only could deceive you Forgetting the game Every time I try to leave you You laugh just the same 'Cause my wheels never touch the road And the
: Your admirers on the street Gotta hoot and stamp their feet In the heat from your physique As you twinkle by in moccasin sneakers And I thought my
