it happened in the gutters near the dirty river's shore where the rats were the readers and on the run from the rising sun and the war they ain't gonna follow their leaders down the drain in the pouring rain anymore
in the chest of someone who just lost his life with the light of dawn was found a soldier's knife
cold september day - dark and grey watch out - beware les chiens de la guerre tears like raindrops fall - reaper's call la peine des mères les chiens de la guerre
in the name of the father - in the name of the gun in the name of whatever they'll find a reason when it's hunting season and fun 'cause some brains were never made for thinkin' and there's still some drinkin' to be done
seas of blood and slime helmets filled with hate raise your glass, my friend it's time to kill your mate
cold september day.............
For the ones who don't speak French, here are some translations: les chiens de la guerre = the dogs of war la peine des mères = the pain of mothers |
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