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Dry black desert, northern hell
Like raw sirene sounds black bell
Smoke and fire, dirty path
Live like a rats
Coalcart just derail
In ditch man failed, smashed his brain
In ice cold cave birds squeeks
Their end is near

Every rose has it´s spike – ostravian breed – black ones
But we let them all die – covered by fear

Feeling the misery under the gray clouds
Like old magdon in pub he shows
He shows his hands without a buck, but he´s full of hatred
Hundred years digging a bread and coal
Black dust in me, next hill to blow
Hundred years in the hell, and still full of hatred

Coal dust land in my eyes
Ruby lips turn to the dust
Off hair and beard fall it down
Replaceable and gone

Hundred years of silence and now we´ll go
Kiss by the hammer is what we´ll show
Kiss by the hammer by the man who feel hatred
Worship the chaos in mining holes
Lucifer´s hell, Ostrava black moles
Fireplace is gone, remain just hatred

Feeling the misery under the gray clouds
Like old magdon in pub he shows
He shows his hands without a buck, but he´s full of hatred
Hundred years digging a bread and coal
Black dust in me, next hill to blow
Hundred years in the hell, and still full of hatred

Hundred years of silence and now we´ll go
Kiss by the hammer is what we´ll show
Kiss by the hammer by the man who feel hatred
Worship the chaos in mining holes
Lucifer´s hell, Ostrava black moles
Fireplace is gone, remain just hatred

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