No me puedes dejar así / Decídete
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He's walking like a small child But watch his eyes burn you away Black holes in his golden stare God knows he wants to go home Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned He's walking like a dead man If he had lived he would've crucified us all Now he's standing on his last step He thought, "Oblivion? Well, it beckons us all" Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Now it's burning his hands, he's turning to laugh Smiles as the flame sears his flesh Melting his face, screaming in pain Peeling the skin from his eyes Watch him die according to plan He's dust on the ground, what did we learn? Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh You're children of the damned Your backs' against the wall You turn into the light You're burning in the night You're children of the damned Like candles, watch them burn Burning in the light You'll burn again tonight Children of the damned
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Mar 25, 2026
Longboats have been sighted and the evidence of war has begun Many Nordic fighting men, their swords and shields gleam in the sun Call to arms, defend yourselves, get ready to stand and fight for your lives Judgement day has come around, so be prepared, don't run, stand your ground They're coming in from the sea They've come, the enemy Beneath the blazing sun The battle has to be won Invaders pillaging Invaders looting Set ablaze the campfires and alert the other men from inland Warning must be given and there's not enough men here for a stand The Vikings are too many, much too powerful to take on our own We must have reinforcements, we cannot fight this battle alone They're coming over the hill They've come to attack They're coming in for the kill There's no turning back Invaders fighting Invaders marauding Axes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground Severed limbs and fatal woundings, bloody corpses lay all around The smell of death and burning flesh, the battle-weary fight to the end The Saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen You'd better scatter and run The battle's lost and not won You'd better get away To fight another day Invaders raping Invaders plundering
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Mar 25, 2026