Tradução: Las Fuerzas del Mal. Lucha.
Fight! Fight! Fight! How come nobody plays ska anymore? I guess they all forgot what we were fightin' for They're grown up now and they want to be respected
There was a time not long ago There'd be fights at every show But times have changed and so have we Into a positive society Don't get complacent because
mighty swords To retake the land and banish evil thoughts They fight againist the shadows, captured souls of the dark might Dethrone, the evil ruler
: Distant powers, outer space Evil forces, the human race Comets landing in your town Heed the warning, get underground We fight them on the sea and
sign of the moon He swore the oath to fight alone Fight with your heart, and you're Destined For Glory But fight without honor, and you're destined to fall Fight
: Sparks - the eyes of fire Flying high in the night Storms - the arms of evil It's gonna take your life You know the bats crying Hell bent for the
to light one All them niggaz I got ta fight one All them hoes I got ta like one Our situation is a tight one Whatcha gonna do, fight or run? Seems to
eagle Because dem want you fi fight, station youth don't get feeble Nuh badda turn to di coke or da needle, bout dem force you Fi do certain things you
: [Originally performed by Accept] Sparks - the eyes of fire Flying high in the night Storms - the arms of evil It's gonna take your life You know
philosophies Sarcasm and passion - we have our own forces Dictators predators - won't rule our black hearts Bestial invasion - explodes in our evil souls
He sold his soul to win a fight. The days getting short and nights getting colder winter has come, the sun is too weak The forcees of night are now growing
they're looking 'round in fright no king is sitting on the throne, a beast they have to fight they wanna go, knowing that they're standing all alone The evil force
will see And the evil crossing horizon Doing a mission Changing the world Forever more Now the corpses're bleeding on fire Screaming in higher Forever more. And the evil
[DT:] Loan glocks, cold shots, set off like we sold rocks [Main Flow (of Mood)] We dealing with NARCS and cases Deaths over parking spaces Evil hearts
