will spill. Blood will spill Bow down to your master. Retribution. Retribution Bring it on. This is a war of attrition...attrition This is a war of attrition
in this castle life and death struggle no surrender, there'll be no prisoner invasion, devastation no surrender, facing the invader starvation, war of attrition
of attrition war of attrition war of attrition war of attrition war of attrition war of attrition time, ?????? war of attrition war of attrition war of attrition war of attrition war of attrition
mutilation The enemy flees in panic Leaderless, cowering to mercenaries Retribution, hunt them down Kill them all, forced attrition Concussing the
Blood will spill Blood will spill Bow down to your master Retribution Retribution Bring it on This is a war of attrition... Attrition This is a war of attrition
the dollar They're gonna arm you, with a gun or a bomb Blood lust sacrifice, another suicide You think you're gonna get to paradise War! War! War! War of attrition
IN THIS CASTLE LIFE AND DEATH STRUGGLE NO SURRENDER, THERE'LL BE NO PRISONER INVASION, DEVASTATION NO SURRENDER, FACING THE INVADER STARVATION, WAR OF ATTRITION
Traduction: Attrition. Deux Dieux ... valent mieux qu'une.
Traduction: Kankick. Guerre d'usure.
Traduction: Massacra. Guerre d'usure.
Traduction: Tears For Fears. Guerre d'usure.
wasn't theirs Youthful warriors, searching for glory Found nothing but a land of demise Endless hunger, hatred and combat Waiting to strike one down Thus the attrition
Tour division within. Attrition begins. Shrouded in sin. Fight till the end. Disease covering the streets. Admitting their defeat. Alerting all with
need the dollar They're gonna arm you, with a gun or a bomb Blood lust sacrifice, another suicide You think you're gonna get to paradise War! War! War! War of attrition
i don't mind the weather I've got scarves and caps and sweaters I've got long johns under slacks for blustery days. i think that it's brainless to assume
Skye : Locked in a cell for your very last breath How can it be that, This is your death Something is stirring, way underneath As people ignite the last
I knew it musta been some big set-up All the action just would not let up It's just a little bit back from the main road Where the silence spreads and
I know it's been a long road To get these towns behind me and I Will gladly reap what we may sow I am There for you, there for me Pictures and photographs
