The Nonconformists کے بول

Nightmare drums pound the way The terror is intact Sadistic bass breaks your spine Beaten and petrified Six strings of magick spells Corrupts your soul Shrieking voice fro hell Tells you the truth Against all odds, against the masses We are the nonconformists Like a tank rolling on a battlefield We cannot be stopped We spit your futile attempts To disgrace us This is alpha-male domination Bow down your head Your true masters have arrived We are here to kill Against all odds, against the masses We are the nonconformists We are from Finland, you can fuck off! We are from Finland, go get fucked! Suomi vitun Finland, Finland vitun perkele! Suomi vitun Finland, Finland vitun perkele!