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Trail Of The Dead



Dismember - Trail Of The Dead - Текст песни

Howl artillery overhead
Leaving traces of flames, which entail certain death
Response batteries spew rain on position
Steel hell reaps its deadly harvest

I walk among the corpses of the fallen
His fingers twisted in a snap of rigor mortis

Wall onya creeps closer
Hellish crescendo that seems to never end

We leave a trail of ten thousand dead
I can still hear their screams in my head

Feel the caress of hot lead
Fought in the battle that we can not win

Hot stalproryvaetsya through young flesh
Our ranks are thinning

Nowhere to run, nowhere to go
Wade on human remains
Comrades blown to pieces, friends apart
We are beginning to comprehend the violence of war
   
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