[Chorus: Miracle of Sound]
Do you know the meaning of fear
When you fear to lose all that you hold dear?
Do you know the feeling of being alone
On your knees in the rubble of your home?
[Verse 1: Dan Bull]
They said that Moscow was a lost hope but it's not though
It's just gone off the beaten track to meet a crossroad
Glossed over its past, crossed over at last
You know it had to drop the sickle and hammer
To wield a crossbow, claustrophobic moments frozen
Suppose the cock crows and they hoped that after the blast
There'd be just cockroaches, when mutants prove a nuisance
You sense there's a uselessness to jurisprudence
So surely you need new solutions, not just purely for amusement
You can do things to improve things
Become a student of their blueprints or just shoot them
Stab them, grab them, chop them
Whatever option stops them
Blood on my hands and I've not got a moment to wash them
I'm going to aim lower and throw in the flamethrower
You know I'm insane so I just throw a grenade, blow up
So much pain that I could throw up
Flat on my back and I still twat an attacker that's at my heels
For real
Do you know the meaning of fear
When you fear to lose all that you hold dear?
Do you know the feeling of being alone
On your knees in the rubble of your home?
[Verse 1: Dan Bull]
They said that Moscow was a lost hope but it's not though
It's just gone off the beaten track to meet a crossroad
Glossed over its past, crossed over at last
You know it had to drop the sickle and hammer
To wield a crossbow, claustrophobic moments frozen
Suppose the cock crows and they hoped that after the blast
There'd be just cockroaches, when mutants prove a nuisance
You sense there's a uselessness to jurisprudence
So surely you need new solutions, not just purely for amusement
You can do things to improve things
Become a student of their blueprints or just shoot them
Stab them, grab them, chop them
Whatever option stops them
Blood on my hands and I've not got a moment to wash them
I'm going to aim lower and throw in the flamethrower
You know I'm insane so I just throw a grenade, blow up
So much pain that I could throw up
Flat on my back and I still twat an attacker that's at my heels
For real
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