Spetznaz! Spetznaz!

They were trying to get me imprisoned
A long time ago
But I was built of tougher things
Tougher than you could know

I saw them marching through the streets
The streets of old
No one could stop them
No one was that bold

Watch your children!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!

Hide under the covers!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!

The world turns with the time
And it turns fast
And this country was built to endure
On our backs

God knows I spilled enough of my blood in the flag
But they still want my soul to go along in the bag

Watch your children!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!

Hide under the covers!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!

1917, a promise of better days
But we are who we are
And nothing will ever change

Cold and naked
Alone with the winter death
As the marching feet grows closer with every breath

Watch your children!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!

Hide under the covers!
They are coming!
Spetsnaz!
Spetsnaz, Spetsnaz!



Credits
Writer(s): Kjell Martin Trondsen, Simen Tanggård, Sondre Blegen ødegaard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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