Tekst:
Endless Struggle Blood On The Streets

its three to one [chorus:] Blood on the Streets, the temperatures rising Blood on the Streets, the fists are flying Blood on the Streets, the scene is dying Blood on the Streets

its three to one [chorus:] Blood on the Streets, the temperatures rising Blood on the Streets, the fists are flying Blood on the Streets, the scene is dying Blood on the Streets

, Why else would fiction have such licence? We are allowed to see endless theatrical deaths, But when the real deaths started on the Falklands Government

on the machinery of war. If only a half of that was spent on the machinery of peace, There would be no more starvation on this planet. Yet governments

world Under streets muddy with blood Where poets die And the sky thrashes in agony Twilight visions Demons and diamonds Fall down before your eyes In the endless

world Under streets muddy with blood Where poets die And the sky thrashes in agony Twilight visions Demons and diamonds Fall down before your eyes In the endless