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Glasine u zraku, nikad se ne predaj. Noge ukopane, strpljivo Äekaju, ruke u gardu. Napeto Äekam svoju sljedeÄu borbu. Prepun ožiljaka, bezbroj rana, niÄeg se ne bojim, nosim previÅ¡e vaÅ¡ih tragova ali joÅ¡ Ävrsto stojim. Njihove skrivene maÅ¡ine melju nam duÅ¡u, ostavljajuÄi svoje trajne tragove.
Tragovi na duši
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Rumors in the air, never surrender. Feet dug in, waiting patiently, hands in guard. Tensely waiting for my next fight. Fully scarred, countless wounds, I'm not afraid of anything, I carry too much of your traces but still I'm firmly standing. Their hidden machines are grinding our soul, leaving their permanent traces.
Traces on the soul
- Album:
- Chronicles from the Tomb