Texty písní » Laibach - Nova Akropola
We are all crucified, chosen members of the
butcher's guild, compagna dei maccella: eja,
eja, alala!
Let's not blow the fire from the mouth of the
beast, let's fear the progeny, hide our
intentions: eja, eja, alala!
Let's sharpen our senses, eja, eja, the wind is
burning in the wheat, eja, eja, our flesh smells
scorched: eja, eja, alala!
We destined the Great Lust for ourselves:
WHO DOUBTS THE TERRIBLE POWER OF THESE HORNS!
Přidal: dne 19. 12. 2005 v 14:44.
Počet zobrazení: 160 (2).
65 návštěvníků online, 28x BAN - © 2001-2024 Wulbo s.r.o. - info@ujdeto.cz (čeština | deutsch | english) [zpětné odkazy] | [tvorba www]