Lyrics:
and refusal to concede
Call of duty, theatre of war
Call of duty, to live for more
Get set for confrontation take cover kill or die
Receive your
There we were, in the theatre of war
Dying by their command
There we were, with our backs to the wall
To halt the army's advance
We were made,
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
No I don't expect
You to forgive me this
Siding with the soldiers who say
We cannot win the day
A theatre of war the frame
Inner conflicts now
and to die
Draw the curtains, leave the theatre of war
In solitude only weak hearts remain
In the end, there's a whole new world to find
And there we may meet
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
Served in many theatres of war
Squadron A, Squadron B
Squadron D and Squadron G
And from a land they called Rhodesia
The gallant Squadron C
Mounting
I've been shot down by friendly fire
In the theatre of war
We don't know what we're fighting for
There's nothing left to gain
When your friends and your
I've been shot down by friendly fire
In the theatre of war
We don't know what we're fighting for
There's nothing left to gain
When your friends
interfered.
Embryonic transfer.
Prepare the operating theatre!
Radio wars.
Iridium cups.
Alabaster limbs
are shining and shattering the crystal.
Pistachio
Soul-oul-oul, & plans to
Put you & Marley in a
Hole-Hole-Hole, your traps are
Corny, absurd, like the pigeon lady it's for the birds
As smoke in the theatre
sight
Losing my consciousness
Entering the stage
Theatre of war
The show must go on
Brute display of force
Fearless flying
Engines roaring
Demons
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
for me
My luck is long gone history
You lie you lie you lie
I cry I cry I cry
Now this theatre of war which you've made me endure
Has left me out
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
Blowing so stongly, the storm makes a point
It brings along odor that will make you faint
Stench of the dead on the theatre of war
Has not let
The low light of infested veins
Pushing me on with mysterious purpose
cncient theatre
Sceneries of war
Behemoths withered
Climb the mountains made
increasing
My mind is breaching, I find it pleasing!
Inside the Theatre of Bar War, unlimited seating
The kills, still fresh, the cadavers, still bleeding
the Americans have total control.
The American military presence is designed solely
To limit nuclear war with Russia to the 'European Theatre'.
Meanwhile we
commie on stage making theatre for the serfs
alt right want war
antifa go beserk
i'm not tryna cut myself on no edge look
i ain't no scholar i won't
to the bitter end
The theatre has been set
Ragnarök
Fighting the war of the gods
Ragnarök
For Death and Glory on valkyries ride
Ragnarök
Fighting the war
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