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letra de no stopping the gears - jt machinima

been waiting 3 years to crank up the gears of war again
the cogs are rusty so before we can
we’re gonna need some wd-40 man
keep a lancer handy, we’re not short on them
what’s authority? i don’t report to them
i got seniority, you better show respect
and when i feel my age i’ll ignore it then
like a fenix, spread my wings and soar again
got another horde knocking at our door again
a swarm of them about to come storming in
but we’re going deep, digging up their origins
and extinction will be how their story ends
my bicep size is unrivaled
a heavyweight making waves upon my arrival
got a longshot lined up between your eyeb-lls
now you’re a longshot from survival
got no bibles, just a locust plague
so unless you’re moses, ain’t no one safe
the hammer of dawn is the anthem of champions
hear the magnum opus play
so what my hair’s going grey?
i got another generation to take over
after all my last name is fenix
even with death, you know this ain’t over

my arms are strong but my heart’s all the stronger
when our walls have fallen just try to rebuild ’em taller
some demons can’t be buried, we’ve been here before
so if history’s repeated, no stopping the gears of war

these boots were made for stomping
and stomping’s all they do
when i make your brain a pancake on the pavement
and wipe it off my shoe
from the pendulum wars to e-day
is it human or horse to be blamed?
doesn’t matter, give ’em h-ll, no delay
’cause it ain’t a thrashball game, no replays
i’m living in a dream of a serene sera
far from it but at least we k!lled the queen myrrah
anybody wanna take her place? we dare ya
’cause i’ve even made monsters feel terror
tell you what a human being’s scared of
weakness, we don’t got no mercy to spare ya
have you ever been used as a meat shield?
’cause i’ve got you hostage, be prepared to
i’m a natural with a gnasher
fact, that’s what i love, bursting their heads with
and i’ll take a chainsaw straight to their cranium
like a surgeon who’s work is reckless
putting every last locust back under the dirt
that’s my first directive
and i got an army following me closer
than a third-person perspective

i feel trapped within a waking nightmare
too many headstones and too little life spared
just when i’ve seen more sacrifice than i can handle
i know if my heroes die that i’ll take up their mantle

- jt machinima

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