Song: Strip

I know it's only a delay.
I remember that no one lives forever
We are here in defence-a reference point
And that means that the enemy will not pass through us.
Howl motors hellish menagerie
But no, the Lord did not end the fight!
As long as survived the last
At least one, but live St. John's WORT!

The sight does not fit all gray mass,
Oh My God! How many of you bastards here!
But a hundred and fifty millimeters of mine
Erected in iron, gentle redoubt.
In the open air yelling, "That's crazy, do not delay give us this range!"
But here we sustinem iron wall,
The wall on the last edge!
Only bold is accompanied by the aunt-good luck,
I know a naughty woman she
But the slaughter who is
Now in full mouth smiled at fate!

We keep the gorge we were little-a lot of them,
Reinforcements will not call do not call.
Hope is, perhaps, to God,
Yes, the correct angle of slope of the armor.
The map staff scrawled arrows
Someone where to stand, and something to die for.
But in this crazy crazy shooting
We believe that we will not be able to defeat the enemy.
From the headquarters of the messenger: "Like, all the medals, But just hold on, not one step back!"
- It is not necessary to treat, is not seen to work so, do not winning!


Alex Metabolizatia