aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA JBT JBT JBT NE MOGU DA VERUJEM JEBENI(AT THE GATES)
pa ja cu da se prekoljem kad ih cujem a do ppara nznam kako cu doci i za obituary(legacy) i sad ovo samo jos fali cArcass i da srbija ove godene ima najjjjjjacu postavu bendova na svetu sto se tice grupa koje ce nas posetiti
AT THE GATEs kako ovo ne realno zvuciAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Cold
To rid the earth of the filth
To rid the earth of the lies
The will to rise above
Tearing my inside out
[Chorus:]
I feel my soul go cold
Only the dead are smiling
To rid your heart of all lies
Their poison tongues, poison hearts
Burning cold...
Now let the final darkness fall
[Chorus:]
'...The dream of the new disease
On wings of euphoria...
Sucking terror from the needle scars...'
22 years of pain
And I can feel it closing in
The will to rise above
Tearing my insides out