
Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Warriors |
The sun is setting and the day is late |
As we walk over this wasteland of hate |
There’s people getting angry in these darkest hours |
There’s blood on the streets and the streets are ours |
Warriors, never forget the Warriors |
Our mates are diamond and we shine like steel |
You can’t beat us down the wounds will never heal |
You can’t take us for a ride |
You can’t rob a warrior of his pride |
It’s your hate on which we feed |
We are the new class we are the new breed |
Send our regards to a nation on fire |
And with love a bouquet of barbed wire |