Текст песни Hasdur - orhanyigit

Tell em to lock their doors tight
They plaed more time,
And we given em 40 nights and 40 days of dazzle, fear and raw might.
Alright, the final day is dawning. Stand in information.
Strap up and Step up. Son of the Holy nation.
Never fret my boy your blade is righteous.
Bless the sky and raise it higher
Let em see your dire dar from 40 miles.a
Are we wired to keep are brothers
This divine toil...

HASDUR

Hellbent to shed royal blood on foreign soil...
Fire commenced on our front line
It seems the Vanguard was broken in.
I like the signal pyre.
Go tell your sire that we're here to win
History's already written
It's the Janissary slit to soothe your chin.
Echoing clap of a famous slap. Is y'all listening?
The battle hymn.
Melody moving in war cries as we hit the streak
We topple the throne and scoreboard.
It's that Anatolian Blitzkrieg.
You will see our slaps have turned to snaps of buttons
Ready to leave you shirtless or something
You know we been grinding and brother
You know we will see nothing but victory.

BROTHER B.

BBL

Time walkers of the history can't you tell?