Rising Sun Lyrics
| Song | Rising Sun |
| Artist | Viper |
| Album | All My Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| My hands are shaking holding the gun | |
| Why god sent me here to the front line | |
| Politician’s war I’m not a part of this | |
| I bet that they won’t take a bullet for me | |
| All those nights I’ve cried in my bed | |
| The fear of dying doesn’t make any sense | |
| The rain baptizes me in this bloody hell | |
| When will they appear? I can’t tell | |
| Lightning, thunder and rain | |
| Our lives are wasted in vain | |
| Rising sun | |
| It will come to enlighten me | |
| The war has begun | |
| Will I kill to survive in this? | |
| Game of death | |
| We are pieces played by someone else | |
| Now my life passes before my eyes | |
| In my childhood I used to play dead | |
| With a wooden gun in my hand | |
| Learning this horror innocently | |
| Bullets, bombs and a flare | |
| Soldiers shooting everywhere | |
| My hands are tired of holding this gun | |
| I let it fall down, hitting the ground | |
| My eyes are blinded by the rising sun | |
| I cry the death of all those around |
| My hands are shaking holding the gun | |
| Why god sent me here to the front line | |
| Politician' s war I' m not a part of this | |
| I bet that they won' t take a bullet for me | |
| All those nights I' ve cried in my bed | |
| The fear of dying doesn' t make any sense | |
| The rain baptizes me in this bloody hell | |
| When will they appear? I can' t tell | |
| Lightning, thunder and rain | |
| Our lives are wasted in vain | |
| Rising sun | |
| It will come to enlighten me | |
| The war has begun | |
| Will I kill to survive in this? | |
| Game of death | |
| We are pieces played by someone else | |
| Now my life passes before my eyes | |
| In my childhood I used to play dead | |
| With a wooden gun in my hand | |
| Learning this horror innocently | |
| Bullets, bombs and a flare | |
| Soldiers shooting everywhere | |
| My hands are tired of holding this gun | |
| I let it fall down, hitting the ground | |
| My eyes are blinded by the rising sun | |
| I cry the death of all those around |
| My hands are shaking holding the gun | |
| Why god sent me here to the front line | |
| Politician' s war I' m not a part of this | |
| I bet that they won' t take a bullet for me | |
| All those nights I' ve cried in my bed | |
| The fear of dying doesn' t make any sense | |
| The rain baptizes me in this bloody hell | |
| When will they appear? I can' t tell | |
| Lightning, thunder and rain | |
| Our lives are wasted in vain | |
| Rising sun | |
| It will come to enlighten me | |
| The war has begun | |
| Will I kill to survive in this? | |
| Game of death | |
| We are pieces played by someone else | |
| Now my life passes before my eyes | |
| In my childhood I used to play dead | |
| With a wooden gun in my hand | |
| Learning this horror innocently | |
| Bullets, bombs and a flare | |
| Soldiers shooting everywhere | |
| My hands are tired of holding this gun | |
| I let it fall down, hitting the ground | |
| My eyes are blinded by the rising sun | |
| I cry the death of all those around |
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