The Wave of Fear
5:00
Darkthrone'ish black'n'roll featuring members of Loits, Manatark, Tharaphita, Sõjaruun, Urt.
Twiittaa
Lyrics
THE WAVE OF FEAR
Down that road we marched that night
the men with dirty sweaty hair
Nothing much to write home about
nothing to be proud of, nothing to remember
When we left next morning, exhausted as always
the village was quiet, no good byes were waved
We left them sleep against their will
we left in silence, our rifles still warm
Down that road we marched that night
the men with dirty sweaty hair
Nothing much to write home about
nothing to be proud of, nothing to remember
When we left next morning, exhausted as always
the village was quiet, no good byes were waved
We left them sleep against their will
we left in silence, our rifles still warm
