Land of treason, waste no reason We are breathing fire We're packs of dogs, we're enemies of men We are not desired Our faces show, we've grown cold
Traduction: Les germes. Land Of Treason.
Land of treason-waste no reason- we are breathing fire We're packs of dogs- we're enemies of men-we are not desired Our face show- we've grown cold-but
(Musik: Jolina Carl / Text: Katy Ipu) Als Kind schon war fur mich Musik das Gro?te was es gibt Hab dafur manche Note in der Schule glatt versiebt Oma
