Fighterlord - Men Of The Past Lyrics

A road to unknown stands before mankind But who’s to go?
Stare into the past and understand we’re not so strong
Men of the past the last but never to grow old
Guerrilla killing in London underground

Arabics heading for disaster
Still Russians losing out their souls

Chorus:
Strange new world
Regression
We’re killing the men of the past
Strange poor land
Called Dead Control
We’ll die like the men of the past

La lucha es la voz del silencio
Hombres
¿Porque morió?
Bastardo es la ora de tu muerte
Bienvenido al infierno

Arabics sinking in the desert
Digging their graves

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Last years we remained no silence
Comrade we’ll never die
Our red souls raise the hammer and the scythe
Revolution!!!
We claim

Repeat Chorus