KARTER DARK, MASKFACE CRICK, noCPR - THEIR LAND, THEIR BLOOD (Official Music Video)

Youtube: Lyrics: MASKFACE CRICK Part: Heaven never cried our souls that the war took No panic, pretend you’ll get your bullet later (down behind your back) Create the genocide without remorse, we have to push them back Do you understand, i need to get your fucking “Roger that!“ Heaven never cried our souls that the war took No panic. pretend you’ll get your bullet later (down behind your back) Grab your rifle, run the trenches with an M-5 grenade on chest And scare them motherfuckers, let them bitches know - you’re undead MASKFACE CRICK Hook: Heard behind your back “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “ Behind your back“ “Roger that“ “Keep going“ “See that point behind your back?“ “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “Behind your back“ “Keep going“ “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “ Behind your back“ “Roger that“ “Keep going“ “See that point behind your back?“ “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “Behind your back“ “Keep going“ KARTER DARK Part: Yee, son, this is night of fire What’s your last desire? There is one think i wanna tell you: war is hell I think it’s time to grab your weapon Disregarding fuckin death Is no more Why you think about this thing, son? Goin’ to the nether with a rusty Mosin rifle Never Drop it Down for whatever (night of fire) This is hard shit, night is fallin’ on da field Welcome to Vietnam, my boy It seems you scared a little bit I got a helmet from that diein’ soldier (night of fire) I got his name from his iron dog tag My comrade yelling: Let’ start dat fuckin dusty engine These victims of da government should be exploded by the tanks MASKFACE CRICK Hook: Heard behind your back “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “ Behind your back“ “Roger that“ “Keep going“ “See that point behind your back?“ “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “Behind your back“ Told him fuckin’ “roger that” Heard behind your back “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “ Behind your back“ “Roger that“ “Keep going“ “See that point behind your back?“ “Roger that“ “Roger that“ “Behind your back“ noCPR Part: Dusty trench, a concrete cage My mind’s deranged These visions of the nightmare are like the Devil’s plan Deep in my head I ain’t no scared cuz feeling mad So Im praying for the day I didn’t see the ghosts of friends But I’ve dropped all that shit Now Im hunting for the victims My foes are fussing while I creep They made the wrong decision My mision is not to survive But to slice these zombies I’m bout the warshit Before the grave I’ll give ’em conflict Screams echo in the field, a symphony of fear Another bullet’s whistle, another mother’s wail Iron birds with fiery breath, paintin’ death on high Lookin’ for a reason why, lookin’ for a reason why Screams echo in the field, a symphony of fear Another bullet’s whistle, another mother’s wail Iron birds with fiery breath, paintin’ death on high Lookin’ for a reason why, lookin’ for a reason why Will u go to hell? Told him fuckin’ “roger that” “Roger that” Their land, their blood