The long road is calling
The reason of the game
Loaded by the atcs
Of million miles away
The reason of the game
Loaded by the atcs
Of million miles away
When we get here
We’ll remember what was done
Of the road destroyed
And the worn tires
Bastards!
We’re not here
To save anyone
We’re just going
To the next bar
To drink in memory of
Our brothers who have failed
And all carcasses
That we left behind
Face the vultures
Face the doomsday
Another night is calling you
You rise up again
Our destiny, is the long road
The road that never ends
While they sleep
The screams still echo
Inside of my brain
My scars are my fortune
You’ll never know my fate
The pain and the real cold
Beyond my dreams
My scars still remain
There are no places to run
Vultures, waiting...
There are no places to hide
Vultures, want your flesh
There are no places to die
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