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Текст и слова песни Cryptic Wintermoon – Bonegrinder 1916

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The smell of poison gass – fills the air
No need to search for death – he will find you there

Soil drained with blood – cities pulverized
Dead bodies twisted – humans carbonized
Bonegrinder – grinding bones – eathing them alive
Spitting them out dead – noone will survive

Was is the only answer
My gun spreads bullets like cancer

Bombs like rain – day and night – moving out – suicide
Death angels – from the sky – descent from hell – thousands die
Machinegun fire – detonations – rifle rounds – devastation
Grinding bones – artillery shell – draining blood – here is hell

Fire, roaring thunder – will be my coming signs
Planting death and havoc – among the defense lines

Thousand bodies – lay ripped and torn
The sound of cannon fire – roars like thunderstorm

Soil drained with blood – cities pulverized
Dead bodies twisted – humans carbonized
Bonegrinder – grinding bones – eathing them alive
Spitting them out dead – noone will survive

Was is the only answer
My gun spreads bullets like cancer

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