Letras:
Antecedentes

yo soy La patrulla dio marcha atras Y nos grito. Manos contra la pared, El sargento pidio Se lo juro senor yo a la vieja no toque!! Te ligaste antecedentes

: Behold a speeding shape A ship upon the waves Racing swift as death Torment from the pits of Hell In seas where pirates dwell The armada sets its

: Awoken by the terror of a thousand wars A vision of the coming invading force With haste he goes to the royal hall The soothsayer alerts the king,

: All beware the blackened tongue Its laden heavy with lies Bleeding on the cross for the world to see Traitor, liar, thief - all will be revealed Millions

: On shadowed roads we run, for secrets London holds New Cross to Camden Town, with metal force we rage In Paradise we clash, you will perish Our ambition

: Kiss the sand, praising the dry land he has found Everywhere on the shore there's treasure all around Bury deep the horded loot far down below No man

: Out of the fog comes a huddles shape Cloaked head to toe in crimson flowing robes It hunts, kills, eats Unseen in sickening mists of night, some evil

: A sacred pact signed in blood, two allies strong in war To the death they will defend if an enemy comes forth Corruption rears its ugly head, feed

: Hook: I could play the background I could play the background 'Cause I know sometimes I get in the way So won't You take the lead, lead, lead? So won