Текст (слова) песни: Pantera - We`ll Grind That Axe For A Long Time
Wears 10 crowns, dragons heads Southern are the sons, Lords unmatched - Their eyes don`t look right, should they be trusted now? Trashed-mouth Gods, avoided kings With the spirit of revolt, the ghost of youth
Every fucking year it stays the same Everybody changes to suit the day Out of pride I`ll isolate my fears Never turned our backs on why we`re here We`ll grind that axe for a long time
Follow close, train of fools Just like them, just like you - Their eyes don`t seem right. "Easily impressed" plague, dressed up fake No respect
Every fucking year remains the same Everybody sucks-up to suit the day Out of hate I`ll isolate myself Through the worst we still marched into hell We`ll grind that axe for a long time The smell in the air is chicken shit.
We`ll grind that axe for a long time
Every fucking song remains the same To everyone who sucks-up for the fame Out of strength you know we speak the truth Every trend that dies is living proof We`ll grind that axe for a long time
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