Текст песни Pantera - We'll Gring That Axe For A Long Time

ears 10 crowns, dragons heads
Southern are the sons, Lords unmatched
- Their eyes don't look right, should they be trusted now?
Trashed-mouth Gods, avoided kings
With the spirit of revolt, the ghost of youth

(Chorus)
Every fucking year it stays the same
Everybody changes to suit the day
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Out of pride I'll isolate my fears
Never turned our backs on why we're here
We'll grind that axe for a long time

Follow close, train of fools
Just like them, just like you
- Their eyes don't seem right.
'Easily impressed' plague, dressed up fake
No respect

Every fucking year remains the same
Everybody sucks-up to suit the day
Out of hate I'll isolate myself
Through the worst we still marched into hell
We'll grind that axe for a long time (x4)
The smell in the air is chicken shit.

We'll grind that axe for a long time (x2)
We'll grind that axe

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