Hegemon - No glory for traitors
Tekst :
Remembering the ancient times
When I was innocent
I realise how sad my life
Was because of bastard pigs.
As divine punishment
I fall on them
Like a beast of prey I am
I have no regret
Spreading terror and anarchy
In their wicked brain
I am the plague with no pity
For those who betrayed me.
Once they stabbed me in the back
And now they crawl
To avoid the endless wrath of mine
There is no glory for traitors!
I hate all those who betrayed me
And I promise I will have my revenge
I spite on such weak and feeble beings,
The ones who have no honour
Let me arise once last time
To persecute them all
And hear their endless cries...
Burning all the lies and all the pain
Eradication out of control
I feel the hatred in my heart
You will soon taste my rage so cold...
Let me arise once last time
To persecute them all
And hear their endless cries...
There is no glory for the traitors
There is no glory for treachery
Inne utwory
The rise of the empire of mine Warfare unleashed By this, i conquer Stigmata I never felt a pain that was not pleasure My breath as a blade Losowe utwory
This land is real, real as the next man
This land is there for all to see
You re standing there so cold and calm
You stand so close to me
And you out there can keep away
There s nothing owed to you
All I want s to...
It s a prison break anthem, prison break anthem.
Just what you need, just what you need.
There s a story about a man, he s been put down.
Some real shit has him locked up right now.
An attention about a hero out of town.
Bad ferocious fucked up...
Different kind of people
from all the world around
you re my kind of people
Monrose our love is what we found
Is everybody hearing me
this is how it s got to be
Two this is how we make a mark in history
i think it s time to realise
Of we re looking...
He checks the microphone
making sure that it s allright
don t feel like going home
cause baby, it s Saturday night (yeah yeah)
come on and baby do it all night long
yeah everybody come and sing this song
the boogieman
the boogieman
rocks the party like...
Your happiness is my business
I m practicing like a violin
I see your face when I hear that song
It s in my head playing on and on
Play me, play me
It s much too quiet to drink at home
It s much too kinky on the telephone...