Opening Song Angely i demony kruzhili nado mnoj Razbivali ternii i zvyozdnye puti* Ne znaet schast'ya tol'ko tot, Kto ego zova ponyat' ne smog...
Übersetzung: Ghost In The Shell: Stand Alone Complex. Reinkarnation.
Übersetzung: Ghost In The Shell: Stand Alone Complex. Rise.
you from this heart from my memory - I cut away you're just a name to me - a friend is now a ghost I will never give again you have forsaken any faith
: Well I'll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that's not unusual It's just that the moon is full And you happened to call And here I sit Hand
t you worry bout, a damn thang, Wid all odds, against us When the guard got me running for the fences Aiming at these henchmen litigate shells I'm teaming
the stairs Everything it must belong somewhere I know that now, that is why I'm staying here Leave the ocean's roar in the turquoise shell Leave the
his cold kennel. Leave the dead starlit on her pedestal. Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today. Leave the sad guitar in its hard-shell case
crying red rivers of weeping She came into town and then she drove away Sunlight in her hair Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile egg-shell
find my space at the top I got this rap shit locked I've never heard of you You've heard of me, I'll murder you Spit shells at your convertable As long
called Suvla Bay, We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter. Johnny Turk he was waiting, He'd primed himself well. He showered us with bullets, And he rained us with shell
you wear brand new Pockets stay lumpy like grandma's stew When you true to the game, the game will be true to you What up though, you're ghost if I
s had, black, they was rated P.G. Run, I will not give up, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come now! Errr! Pull off quick, back
my light Crawl up in the bed with grandma, beneath the La-Z-Boy where ya hid ya knife Ghost is back, stretch Cadillacs, fruit cocktails Hit the shells
ain't going to jail I ain't the type that'll rot in the cell Never talk or fist fight, with drama, I'll be popping these shells Hit your chest and your
them D-E-T's had, black, they was rated P.G Run, I will knock your bug, no, quick flag the car down Take me to.. Ghost here they come now! Errr! Pull
my side, so What's Happenin'? Try eatin' these shells, they non fattening After you digest gat, I'mma stomp you bastards So take that.. blaow, blaow! Ghost
and they buzzing like flies. You might pull the arm off em if you try to shake their hand, Cuz their souls are gone, they just a shell of a man. Walking
