Tal Vez, Quizá
We come to kill and kill again.
Our arrows fall like hail
Trample on the dead. - Ride through the
Gate of clouds - stand on the open step.
Run beserk - spreading fear and pain.
Black shield and weapons, black our chain.
None can harm us - not their fire -
Iron or steel - for we have the
Will to power - with power we will
Kill.
Kill with power - die die
Kill with power - die die
To the war god Odin you will pray.
And the curse of weapons shall
Remain. On the blood of all our
Fathers - on their weapons w
Lotto karamba Reservations
How can I convince you it's me I don't like
And not be so indifferent to the look in your eyes
When I've always been distant
and I've always told lies for love
I'm bound by these choices so hard to make
I'm bound by the feeling so easy to fake
None of this is real enough to take me from you
Oh I've got reservations
about so many things
but not about you
I know this isn't what you were wanting me to say
How can I get closer and be further away
From the truth that proves it's beautiful to lie
I've got reservations
about so many things
but not about you
I've reservations
about so many things
but not about you
not about you
not about you
not about you
not about you