simpatizante rebuznó:
Saga rebuznó:
simpatizante rebuznó:
Fue un accidente, de verdad... ¿Quién iba a pensar que el Vodka arde así?
"Burn! Baby, burn! Windsor Inferno!!"
WILDFIRE?
The Trammps.
Te lo decia por que una cancion de Sonata Arctica empieza igual.
WILDFIRE
(Spoken)
Oh, why are we so sad?
Are we feeling hurt by their evil lies
and all those empty words?
We are thirsty for payback?
What would we like to do with the town?
Would we like to make it... dance? With the Animal?
Would we? WOULD WE?!
Tell us what we would like to do.
... burn it... burn it all...
(Sung)
Burn, honey, burn!
Let the fire eat away
I never liked the look of this town,
Burn it down now.
I run, they'll know what I've done
I fetch my gear and take my leave from this mountain
I never had a chance to prove I wasn't guilty,
I always seemed to get blamed for
every little crime I didn't even have a name for
Still running, still defeated in my mind
I never even tried to defend my own pride
The father ain't always like the son
(We can't let people reign)
I'm not the one
The story always goes:
when the anger within builds up for too long...
(It) takes us over
And we all are forced to obey
It was a match made in Hell, now the whole mountain burns
and everyone gets what no one deserves:
Our will again ( this is the thing no one desrves, conenct it to the last line)
Never learned to fit in
Now I pay for my day, live my life in sin
How much less can I ask from you people?
This town stays in disarray
Till the rules are the same for us all! (Pain...)
I run off this mountain with no guilt of my own,
The trees and the rocks, every cave, every home,
I've broken the line, beware,
this mountain will blow in your face,
my (?) race.
(?) us all, all over the town
Burn, burn, until it's all gone,
game over, one motion
The joke is now a reality show!
Every hour, I'm forced to obey!
(Every hour, I'm forced to obey!)
I've climbed up the mountain and
Dug a grave for each day of pain
It's in the past, this moment so faint...
I am what you've made me, with this shall I be someone
It was a match made in Hell, now the whole mountain burns
and everyone gets what no one deserves:
Our will again
never learned to fit in
Now I pay for my day, live my life in sin
How much less can I ask from you people?
This town stays in disarray
Till the rules are the same for us all!
Our will again
Never learned to fit in
Now I pay for my day, live my life in sin
How much less can I ask from you people?
I hereby declare a marshall law
That you all, we all are forced to obey!
Clásico
Veterano
Asiduo
Freak total
Forero del todo a cien
