No Way Back Songtext
von Siberian Meat Grinder
No Way Back Songtext
Hey fool what you do when we attack?
Heed the warning, run upon you, waving the Black Flag
Waving the Black Flag, we′re the Bear-pack
Sacrifice you for your lies no way back
We're the "burn your phony club" pack
We′re the "beat you with the club" pack
We're in for the kill to bury them
We're "What are you staring at" pack
We got that OG bear pack we are the "no way back" pack
How do you know we′re coming? "Gonna grind it ′til we're dead" pack
We got so many haters but we know they come and go
Now they try to imitate us, each and every day more than before
We don′t like your kind we grind 'em ′til their bodies hit the floor
I'll show you the brutality, all out war
Breaking through the wall, we′re the crew against you all
Heed the warning, to exterminate the phonies – it's the only goal
You play your role, I play a symphony of war away from home
Crazy to the bone, I'm in a zone
Don′t complain to me, don′t even try
Cry me a river
I'm a blood reaver, I′m a grim reaper give me the unbeliever
Already here, feel the fear, out to make you shiver
Your army may be big – the legion of the Tsar is bigger
Heed the warning, run upon you, waving the Black Flag
Waving the Black Flag, we′re the Bear-pack
Sacrifice you for your lies no way back
We're the "burn your phony club" pack
We′re the "beat you with the club" pack
We're in for the kill to bury them
We're "What are you staring at" pack
We got that OG bear pack we are the "no way back" pack
How do you know we′re coming? "Gonna grind it ′til we're dead" pack
We got so many haters but we know they come and go
Now they try to imitate us, each and every day more than before
We don′t like your kind we grind 'em ′til their bodies hit the floor
I'll show you the brutality, all out war
Breaking through the wall, we′re the crew against you all
Heed the warning, to exterminate the phonies – it's the only goal
You play your role, I play a symphony of war away from home
Crazy to the bone, I'm in a zone
Don′t complain to me, don′t even try
Cry me a river
I'm a blood reaver, I′m a grim reaper give me the unbeliever
Already here, feel the fear, out to make you shiver
Your army may be big – the legion of the Tsar is bigger
Writer(s): Vladimir Gladkov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com