A bullet to take off, fire and thunder,
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Black water and the freshness of the scarlet dawn,
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A sound rushes into the city - the petrel of pogrom,
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All this is just the beginning of the attack, look!
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With every movement, the feeling of an explosion grows,
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In each breath, the prowess of fire multiplies.
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Hands raised up like horse manes
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Terrible joy on the eve of the Day of Judgment.
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Chorus:
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Rock is an insatiable hunger, rock is the pulse of the streets, the thirst for fights,
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Doom will cover the sleepy city with a glow of new attacks.
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Time is in a hurry to force to set dates,
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To those who burned on the ground, but stayed on the way.
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A storm frolics in the sky, the long-awaited retribution,
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Everything that has passed is yet to come.
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Chorus:
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Rock is an insatiable hunger, rock is the pulse of the streets, the thirst for fights,
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Doom will cover the sleepy city with a glow of new attacks.
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Rock…
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Rock…
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Chorus:
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Rock is an insatiable hunger, rock is the pulse of the streets, the thirst for fights,
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Doom will cover the sleepy city with a glow of new attacks.
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Rock is an insatiable hunger, rock is the pulse of the streets, the thirst for fights,
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Doom will cover the sleepy city with a glow of new attacks. |