Warriors — текст песни (The Distillers)

Your sun is setting and the day is late
As we walk over this wasteland of hate
There`s people getting angry in these darkest hours
There`s blood on the streets and the streets are ours

Warriors, never forget the Warriors

Our mates are diamond and we shine like steel
You can`t beat us down the wounds will never heal
You can`t take us for a ride
You can`t rob a warrior of his pride

It`s your hate on which we feed
We are the new class we are the new breed
Send our regards to a nation on fire
And with love a bouquet of barbed wire
From the Warriors

Your sun is setting and the day is late
As we walk over this wasteland of hate
There`s people getting angry in these darkest hours
There`s blood on the streets and the streets are ours

Warriors, never forget the Warriors

Our mates are diamond and we shine like steel
You can`t beat us down the wounds will never heal
You can`t take us for a ride
You can`t rob a warrior of his pride

It`s your hate on which we feed
We are the new class we are the new breed
Send our regards to a nation on fire
And with love a bouquet of barbed wire
From the Warriors