РАМС - Под прицелом
текст песни

Soldier in the locality cannot find a way out
Killing days of the week in caustic smoke
Dry the drowning in it.
He is waiting for the sun to replace the moon

Army boot is polished. Moglia
God is slowly leading him
The soldier wants to return home will not hide
But how the wolf does not howl on the moon

How much does freedom cost?
How many days are we left? Until spring
We kill the enemy without looking. There is no fault
At night about your beloved, we see dreams.

All that was before
Execute the order, complete the task
And now I'm lying on concrete wounded
Around the darkness and destroyed buildings

Singing the nightingale his last verse
Naru in the clean field of my favorite bouquet I will leave my bloody trail on the field
And I will fly to the white light. No

Fight to the end, for the father and for the mother
I can't die, leave my own
And I took the machine and on the field again
Blow, shoot, kill

The soldier knows how to endure, knows how to wait
It goes to win, it gets a pity
In his gray eyes, you will not see fear
Suddenly the bell rang in the ears

The last step, the last breath
Parazed finger hugs the trigger
And cartridges stream, pierces like a current
In the war, just as strange one result

The soldier ran to the enemy
The soul flew into the clouds
A hand released a grenade
I have to go .. my brothers so far

Chorus

Night day fight captivity blood with veins we are here
The explosion of the crack is thundered
Changed death

Moan of walls, who is here?
He hears the pale speech
I could not save the soldier

Night day fight captivity blood with veins we are here
The explosion of the crack is thundered

Leader of the pack wolf confused
Fell on his side, hopes in the furnace
He could not get up, only growls
Memories swim in the cranial box

Hyenas are nearby, burn a look
Bypass the victim, little blood of bastards
He's breathing no, there is a chance to survive
But in my eyes I see the desire to fight

I am like a tank for an enemy, kV3 or IP
But I'm gentle with you, don't be afraid of me
You smoke Canabis, fill the lungs with the spaces
Creating black holes in the azanian layer

You can't breathe in the war
I drove a dream slowly along the way
Forced to find his last chance
It remains to go through the knives half of life

Just not to become a target
In a moment
The bullet will fly and the coffin (you) will cover with a shadow

Having lost doubt, make decisions
Or you will lie on the asphalt like Keni

It seems to be alive for now, delve into the essence of the rapak
The hand shakes the hand without T -shirt
Like a horns at the bull, pierces
line, and digs into the heart, full of blood banged

I grumbled on the face of anger, I did not become kinder
I write everything at night, they say turn off
I have not stopped, smoke flies into the clouds and gives a wake -up sweet tea Yauu

Behind the string of line, joy or longing
On the field of dead, like in the desert of sand
Choose to fight or barrel by the temple
Heals the wounds of cigars and old whiskar

Night day fight captivity blood with veins we are here
The explosion of the crack is thundered
Changed death

Moan of walls, who is here?
He hears the pale speech
I could not save the soldier

Night day fight captivity blood with veins we are here
The explosion of the crack is thundered