Bolt Thrower Mercenary текст песни, слова песни Mercenary Bolt Thrower
Bolt Thrower - Mercenary
Prepared to die
Fearful technology
Faceless mercenary
Merchant of war
With no conscience
Darkness all you see
Dying hard your believe
Mercenary...
Mercenary...
Purchased soul
To the highest price
No thoughts of anguish
Cheapness of life
Freelance veteran
Ask no forgiveness
No tears, no regrets
Mission completed
Mercenary...
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