Painted Whore of the Wasteland
In this inferno, no one will die young.
She steps onto the stage from the dead stones,
The queen of sin and insane passions.
Her lips are poison, her skin is ice,
Whoever looks into her eyes will be lost forever.
Vultures are circling, waiting for the finale,
You sacrificed your own soul to her yourself!
The tears have dried, wild suit rules here...
Припев
Painted Whore of the Wasteland!
Circling like a black bird over the enemies' bones!
The ruler of the dunes and broken cars,
Tearing the strings of hearts like thousands of tires!
Gasoline in her veins instead of empty blood,
She needs no promises or fairy tales of love.
Spikes on her corset and a leather whip,
She is here to make everything burn.
Vultures are circling, waiting for the finale,
You sacrificed your own soul to her yourself!
The tears have dried, wild suit rules here...
Припев
Painted Whore of the Wasteland!
Circling like a black bird over the enemies' bones!
The ruler of the dunes and broken cars,
Tearing the strings of hearts like thousands of tires!
No mercy. No way back.
Her kiss is a genuine hell.
Poisonous claws dig into the flesh...
NO ONE CAN EVER DEFEAT HER!
Припев
Painted Whore of the Wasteland!
Circling like a black bird over the enemies' bones!
The ruler of the dunes and broken cars,
Tearing the strings of hearts like thousands of tires!
Queen of the wastelands!
She will take you away!
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