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Once again we hear them calling for war
It doesn't matter what they're fighting for
They light the match and watch the whole world burst into flame
The story's always the same
So tell me people are you ready to kill?
Behold the propaganda, get your fill
A distant enemy is threatening our freedom again
How much would you like to spend?
Millions are falling in line
And it's just a matter of time
Endless destruction will ensure their pockets are lined
For all time
No more defending the lies
Behind the never ending war
It's time to make them realize
We will no longer be their whore
No more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more
They don't care about the blood on their hands
Look at the world and you will understand
They count the money as the innocent continue to bleed
They're always planting the seed
So tell me people are you ready to die?
Without believing in the reason why
They paint a picture and the whole damn world is deceived
It's all that they ever need
Millions keep falling in line
It's only a matter of time
Sowing destruction will make sure their pockets are lined
For all time
No more defending the lies
Behind the never ending war
It's time to make them realize
We will no longer be their whore
No more defending the lies
Behind the never ending war
It's time to make them realize
We will no longer be their whore
No it can't be disguised anymore
How they smile as we pay for their war
No more defending the lies
Behind the never ending war
It's time to make them realize
We will no longer be their whore
No more defending the lies
Behind the never ending war
It's time to make them realize
We will no longer be their whore
No more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more
И в эту же строку
Она, имхо, посильнее, с т.з. рифмы и ритма.
I hear the voices echoing around me
Angered eyes that don't even know who I am
Looking to kill again (they will kill again)
As the unknown enemies surround me
Wicked laughter resonates inside my head
And I am filled with dread (and adrenaline)
What did I do, why do I deserve this?
So we're different, why do I deserve to die now?
Give me a reason why?
Then it all goes a blur, let instinct take flight
Find my hands on his throat, yet hear myself say
Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
'Cause it isn't in your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way, you become
Dead to everyone
A father's pride, my son walking beside me
I look around and marvel at the children play
In perfect disarray (so innocent)
No judgment, pure exhilaration
Not to wipe the colours of it on their minds
Nothing realigned (all different)
There's always one who plants an evil seed and
creatures here to pull you to the other side
Into a world of lies
Everything is unsure when you lost your sight
Can it still be if you're what made you this way?
Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
'Cause it isn't in your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way you become
Dead to everyone (you're not anyone)
Oh, oh
Lost all innocence
Invested in arrogance, you burn all your life (no telling you)
No deliverance, consumed by the best events of hate
Don't deny
Deep in your heart does it still remain?
Do you think you can bring it back to life again?
Is it still in your soul? (no saving you)
Where's the deviant?
The unholy remnant that has made you this way?
Lay before the disdain
Tell me who, who taught you how to hate
because it isn't your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way you become (you become)
Tell me now, who taught you how to hate
'Cause it isn't in your blood
Not a part of what you're made
So let this be understood
Somebody taught you how to hate
When you live this way you become (you become)
You become
Dead to everyone (you're not anyone)
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Originally posted by RomanSR View PostI know that it's evil. I know that it's got to be
Know I ain't doing much. Doing nothing means a lot to me
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Originally posted by Wotan View Post
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Originally posted by Andric View Post
Ага, старички не сдаются, но судя по всему вернулись к середине 80-х. После смерти Малькольма Янга вообще думал, что свернут лавочку, а Ангус то ниче так скачет до сих пор
Во! Первые строчки в моей подписи )))
Вообще 78-й мой любимый альбом, с Cold Hearted Man, разумеется, которая не вошла во многие издания, а у меня она была в середине 80-х, я тогда и не знал, что у этого альбома были различные издания. Про различные предыдущие уже знал. Вообще, 78-й из Скоттовских услышал позже всех, как раз в середине 80-х, Была у меня тогда катушка, с одной стороны ДиСи 78-й, с другой Джудас Прист 82-й "Скриминг фор...". Эта катушка дожила до поздних 90-х, так как на ней была та самая Cold Hearted Man, а на всех Сидюках что я видел её небыло. Я даже её цифровал, и где-то на болванках та самая версия так и лежит. Плёнка была Казанская, и уже к концу 80-х дико скрипела
I know that it's evil. I know that it's got to be
Know I ain't doing much. Doing nothing means a lot to me
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