Текст песни The Story of Mr. Cruel (Tankard) с переводом

You have a vision of bloodshed

My friend

Just go ahead

At the end of the night

No one’s gonna ask you why

Eagerly spreading fear

With your hands

Fever in the head

What a gruesome delight

Watching all the people die

Come on, come on

Choose a bomb, there ain’t no

No time to lose

It’s your private freak show

«Take my hand

I’ll show you the way

To the land of hatred and insanity

Better pray

„Cruel“ is the name they gave me»

Sit tight, see it in his face

This game ain’t got no rules

Out of the darkest place

This is the story of Mr. Cruel

Sit tight, see it in his face

This game ain’t got no rules

Out of the darkest place

This is the story of Mr. Cruel

Burning down schools

Blowing up airplanes

In the name of war

You’re a natural born

Loser on a hellish run

Thousand miles away

Justice in the back

Mass murderer

Politicians don’t cry

Money always saves the day

Come on, come on

Choose a bomb, there ain’t no

No time to lose

It’s your private freak show

«Take my hand…

You have a vision of bloodshed

My friend

Just go ahead

At the end of the night

No one’s gonna ask you why

«Take my hand…

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