Black Space Riders все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
DronelandDroneland
Woe woe woe
High high high
Swarms of metal hornets
Falling from the sky
Low low low
Run To The Plains Run to the plains
Calling for the run to the plains
Calling for the break of my chains
Calling for the run to the plains
Waiting for the throb in my veins
Calling up the will to survive
Temper Is RisingAgain
Rage without a reason
This time
Take it as a win
A rush of blood
Blood into my soul
Brighter
Colder