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Hells Bells

I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

Hell's Bells
Yeah, Hell's Bells
You got me ringing Hell's Bells
My temperature's high, Hell's Bells

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if GODS on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

yeow
Hell's Bells, Satan's comin' to you
Hell's Bells, he's ringing them now
Hell's Bells, the temperature's high
Hell's Bells, across the sky
Hell's Bells, they're takin' you down
Hell's Bells, they're draggin' you around
Hell's Bells, gonna split the night
Hell's Bells, there's no way to fight, yeah




Disposable Heroes

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
Aservant `til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see
The slaughter never ends
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here
I was born for dying
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Just do as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You blindman
Back to the front










Dolazak Hrvata

U junackoj zemlji miloj, lijepoj i dalekoj
u godini Gospodnjoj sest stotina i nekoj
spustila se na tu zemlju sila
plava je krv narod predvodila

Drhti zemlja, kamen puca
kroz nebeska vrata
dojahao bijeli vitez
sa macem od zlata

Dajte mi komad zemlje svete
zemlja je i mati i dijete

Ref.
Ljubi svoju zemlju
na njoj ti sagradi dom
i brani je krvlju svojom
povezan si s njom

Ljubi svoju zemlju
ljubi blagoslovljen plod
i ponosno po njoj hodaj
svoj zemaljski hod

Dajte mi komad zemlje svete
zemlja je i mati i dijete

Bijeli vitez krenu natrag kroz nebeska vrata
ostavio lijepu nasu bez gladi i rata
pred nebeskog Oca klekne s rijecima od zlata
predao sam zemlju svetu u ruke Hrvata

A junacka zemlja moja mila
do danas je rijeci zapamtila

**Rasuo se jedan zivot
rasuo se svijet
slomljenih krila ptica
ne moze u let...

Ne mogu ja zivjet vise
za vratom mi tuga dise
tuga teska kao godina**