歌曲 | The Trooper |
歌手 | Hellsongs |
专辑 | Hymns In The Key Of 666 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Take my life but I'll take yours too | |
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through | |
So when you're waiting for the next attack | |
You'd better stand there's no turning back. | |
The Bugle sounds and the charge begins | |
But on this battlefield no one wins | |
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath | |
As I plunge on into certain death. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh | |
The horse he sweats with fear we break to run | |
The mighty roar of the Russian guns | |
And as we race towards the human wall | |
The screams of pain as my comrades fall. | |
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground | |
And the Russians fire another round | |
We get so near yet so far away | |
We won't live to fight another day. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh | |
We get so close near enough to fight | |
When a Russian gets me in his sights | |
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow | |
A burst of rounds take my horse below. | |
And as I lay there gazing at the sky | |
My body's numb and my throat is dry | |
And as I lay forgotten and alone | |
Without a tear I draw my parting groan. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
Take my life but I ll take yours too | |
You ll fire your musket but I ll run you through | |
So when you re waiting for the next attack | |
You d better stand there s no turning back. | |
The Bugle sounds and the charge begins | |
But on this battlefield no one wins | |
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath | |
As I plunge on into certain death. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh | |
The horse he sweats with fear we break to run | |
The mighty roar of the Russian guns | |
And as we race towards the human wall | |
The screams of pain as my comrades fall. | |
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground | |
And the Russians fire another round | |
We get so near yet so far away | |
We won t live to fight another day. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh | |
We get so close near enough to fight | |
When a Russian gets me in his sights | |
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow | |
A burst of rounds take my horse below. | |
And as I lay there gazing at the sky | |
My body s numb and my throat is dry | |
And as I lay forgotten and alone | |
Without a tear I draw my parting groan. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
Take my life but I ll take yours too | |
You ll fire your musket but I ll run you through | |
So when you re waiting for the next attack | |
You d better stand there s no turning back. | |
The Bugle sounds and the charge begins | |
But on this battlefield no one wins | |
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath | |
As I plunge on into certain death. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh | |
The horse he sweats with fear we break to run | |
The mighty roar of the Russian guns | |
And as we race towards the human wall | |
The screams of pain as my comrades fall. | |
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground | |
And the Russians fire another round | |
We get so near yet so far away | |
We won t live to fight another day. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh | |
We get so close near enough to fight | |
When a Russian gets me in his sights | |
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow | |
A burst of rounds take my horse below. | |
And as I lay there gazing at the sky | |
My body s numb and my throat is dry | |
And as I lay forgotten and alone | |
Without a tear I draw my parting groan. | |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |