Текст песни: Pistols At Dawn + перевод

I am the first-born, all hail the glory

Of my noble bloodline

But you my brother, you are unlike me

Fed by ambition, and pampered by greed

So my brother, it has to be decided

Who will have this day, I hope your gun is loaded

Oh, fellow sibling, I have waited for this day

To shed first blood, and take it all away

Take what’s yours and make it all mine

The hour is upon us brother, to draw the pistols at dawn

First shot I will take

Second shot takes you

Face first on the ground

Now you’re finally through

Not so fast my brother

I’m not done yet

I’ve only just begun

I’m gonna tear you apart

I will tear you apart, I will tear you asunder

My brother I will tear you apart

I am the first-born, all hail the glory

But you my brother, you are unlike me

So my brother, it must be decided

To draw the pistols at dawn

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