A keresés eredménye

He drives us crazy

Midfielder is on hand when he signal gives.
His belt makes me angry because he has his mall in it.
 
He received the fast Batmobile from fate.
He smiles like a fool, which drives me crazy.
 
He drives us crazy, he drives us crazy.
Fate gave him whatever he wanted.
 
Even if it had hundreds of gadgets, I predict his imminent end.
He makes fools of everyone because he is outspoken.
But I will destroy this rat and he will fear me,
because his mocking scowl only drives everyone crazy.
 
He drives us crazy, he drives us crazy.
That great detective.
He drives us crazy.
He will get one’s comeuppance soon.
He only drives everyone crazy,
he drives us crazy.
 
He can carry any weight, and who gave him strength?
From where he have the strength of hard rocks?
Why is he always winning?
 
He drives us crazy.
He drives us crazy. He drives us crazy.
 

End of days

The piston rushes, a rope holds,
throat is burning, clasp is in the head.
 
End of days.
 
Pistons are moaning, clamps are clinking,
your tears are dripping down on your shoes.
 
Acids are driping, bonds are scratching,
the pistons are puffing, it is creaking like doors.
 
End of days.
 
Clamps are choking us, hands are bleeding,
eyes are watering, my body is trembling.
 
End of days.
End of days.
End of days.