Übersetzung: Sworn Enemy. Forgotten.
Übersetzung: Sworn Enemy. Scared Of The Unknown.
Übersetzung: Sworn Enemy. Beginning Of The End.
Übersetzung: Sworn Enemy. We Hate.
a man must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state penn counting pennys over tha years I'd done stacked many proven wrong those who swore
over grams and rocks Outlaws motherfuckers die by the random shots We all die in the end, so the feds we swore I was all about my ends, fuck friends
: You are nothing but a false prophet A sworn enemy from the day we met Head held up higher than your eyes could see Your source of greed lacks divinity
had set us apart From this world so unforgiving Can it be true that I once walked through fires with you Forced to cut you down just another enemy The
any attacks Sound the horns, prepare for war, begin the storm The flaming arrows hitting your body, keeping you warm With the uniform of my sworn enemies
Nothing ever made me smile like watching Cleary dance for a while And if she sang a word or two, well I'd be happy with the few But I swore drawn enemy
You belong to the gang And you say you can't break away But I'm here with my hands on my heart Our families can't agree I'm your brother's sworn enemy
: Another mission The powers have called me away Another time To carry the colors again My motivation An oath I've sworn to defend To win the honor Of
: [Music: Heks/Words: Doden] From times in kingdoms I have come The oaths I have sworn Never shall I deceive my quest I will gather the immortals to
Sword for the final Command Death is much better than Slave My Body is broken,my Spirit Prevails. Before I have fallen to Ground I already Stroke Many Enemies
man by man itself Substance of existence Nothing's to remain - Remain! Mother to daughter Father to son Fighting each other Like long sworn enemies
Rogue dawgs Rogue Dawg, niggaz Fa the nine-eight We'll have to crash 'em like this nigga, yeah [chorus] My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war Killin' off our enemies
an fighters' oath is sworn A gestalt of a wolf a sign of werewolves' return The rite of predators is storming through the halls Our howl of fullmoon to mark our enemies
'll never stop until they've won There'll be no surrender as they march on to Hell or Victory A Whole Damned Nation that's too proud Sworn to sacrifice