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Лиеф Борнхейм

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День рождения: 16 ноября 2004, 21 лет
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Интересы: Музыка, игры
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44 аудиозаписей
Guy Mitchell Heartaches By The Number
02:35
Port Sulphur Band Sinners Blues
03:09
Oh sinners, have you washed in the blood
Oh sinners, have you washed in the blood
Oh, temptation will lead you
Lead you astray
Get your gun, get your knife, lace your boots,
Today's the day
Oh sinners, have you slaughtered the lamb
Oh sinners, have you slaughtered the lamb
It's eternal damnation, lest you wash in the blood
Get your gun, get your knife, lace your boots,
The time has come
This prison's on fire, and I lit the match
This prison's on fire, and I lit the match
'Cause we all want our freedom, not just to break stone
Get your gun, get your knife, lace your boots,
Send them home
I'll be a sinner, all of my days
I'll be a sinner, all of my days
I ain't waitin' for Jesus, he's left us alone
Get your gun, get your knife, lace your boots,
The seed's been sown
You stick with me sir, you might learn to survive
Keep that gun loaded, you'll be my eyes
'Cause these devils among us, are out for our souls
Get your gun, get your knife, lace your boots,
We ain't fightin' alone
Get your gun, get your knife, lace your boots,
We ain't fightin' alone
Karbonic Bad Chest Feel Don't Touch your Feet Together (Vocal)
01:15
All come up out of the blue
When you ended up on the national news
And they told me where I could find you
They told me where you live and what I should do
They told me about diseases
And told me I should cut you to pieces
And told me that you were not true
And told me they would redistribute you
Sold your eyes to a good will
They drank you 'til they had their fill
And they sold your teeth at a flea market
Showed your skin at a target
They made the Earth from your bones
And they put your brain into phones
And they turned you into quite a profit
AND HID THE REST IN MY CLOSET!
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Crocodile Moat!​!​!​!​!​!​!
Curta'n Wall Siege Tower
02:41
Curta'n Wall Battlement
02:37
Curta'n Wall Stoic Crenellations
02:34
Curta'n Wall Crocodile Moat​!​!​!​!​!​!​!
02:15
Curta'n Wall Fear of God (Ft. Elvya)
02:09
LYRICS

Guided by the siege's grace
sent you to heavens gates
when the flail knocks your skull
see the fear of god on your face
soldiers dropping like flies
disease and famine
be it black plague or leprosy
eternally damnation

wholes battalions are sick,
frail and flailing from the pain
when the flail knocks your skull
blunt force exposes brain
your whole cavalry is dead
when were hungry we eat horse
push my claymore through your torso with endless force

Bloodshed on the battle field the arrows blot the sky
wailing mothers mourn their sons as countless others die
rusted mail is bound to fail take an arrow in the eye
the bascinet will nail your neck and end your life tonight

the stench of burning flesh terrorized and filled with dread
I will wheel my cart through the battle field "bring out your dead"
I recite the word of god as I pick up severed heads
the brook that runs west of the village was once clear now it runs red

I survey the land all I see is death
pestilence and sorrow expressed with every breath
I shed a single tear for those who died in vain
who left their families alone in suffering and pain
now all that's left are the barren fields of waste
unfertile soil and mud as thick as paste
this endless war will leave the earth scarred
no crops will grow my family will starve
Curta'n Wall The Archer's Squall
01:53
Curta'n Wall Sword In The Stone
01:50
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Patrolling the Mojave almost makes you wish for a nuclear winter.
Marty Robbins The Master's Call
03:08
Guy Mitchell Heartaches By The Number
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Dean Martin Ain t That a Kick In the Head
02:24
Frank Sinatra Blue Moon (1998 Digital Remaster)
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Kay Kyser (I Got Spurs) Jingle Jangle Jingle
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