The Story Of Mr.Cruel — текст песни (Tankard)

You have a vision of bloodshed,
my friend
Just go ahead
At the end of the night
No one`s gonna ask you why

Eagerly spreading fear
with your hands
Fever in the head
What a gruesome delight
Watching all the people die

Come on, come on
Choose a bomb, there ain`t no
No time to lose
It`s your private freak show

"Take my hand,
I`ll show you the way
To the land of hatred and insanity
Better pray,
"Cruel" is the name they gave me"

[Chorus:]
Sit tight, see it in his face
This game ain`t got no rules
Out of the darkest place
This is the story of Mr.Cruel

Sit tight, see it in his face
This game ain`t got no rules
Out of the darkest place
This is the story of Mr.Cruel

Burning down schools,
blowing up airplanes
In the name of war
You`re a natural born
Loser on a hellish run

Thousand miles away,
justice in the back
Mass murderer
Politicians don`t cry
Money always saves the day

Come on, come on
Choose a bomb, there ain`t no
No time to lose
It`s your private freak show

"Take my hand...

[Chorus]

You have a vision of bloodshed,
my friend
Just go ahead
At the end of the night
No one`s gonna ask you why

"Take my hand...