MUSIC FOR SALE

Verse 1
In the name of God we're fighting, in the name of the Holy sun.
In the name of the mother's bleeding, searching for the lovely gun.
Harvesting seeds of blessing, high hopes coming down,
Destroying dreams for nothing, reaching out the crown!

Verse 2
Crawling, running, jumping, hiding,
Death’s coming nearer and clearer.
In every eye you see
Freezing pain of fear
Pumping blood through vein is insane
Inhaling hidden shame
For every second you reclaim
You will die in vain, nooo!

Chorus
We’re true warriors – for our land with the hope to prevail we fight,
We’re true warriors – with a gun in the hand here we stand and sigh,
We’re true warriors – is the thought that we hold, but tonight we might die…


Verse 3
In the name of God we're fighting, in the name of the Holy sun.
In the name of the father's pleading,
falling down one by one.
Sowing seeds of fortune and glory, constant struggle goes on and on
Burying dreams for nothing, cause we’re the chosen ones!


Their deed now we follow…!



2xChorus
We’re true warriors – for our land with the hope to prevail we fight,
We’re true warriors – with a gun in the hand here we stand and sigh,
We’re true warriors – is the thought that we hold, but tonight we might die…