A long long time ago in a bed very far away the shells lived oppressed until one day they decided to fight for their freedom.
Free all the shells
They attack us, they don't want to allow the freedom of shells
Resist the enemy's charge
This is how my captain fightsvery bravely fighting even with one's teeth
prisoner being tortured to confessbrutally attacked from behind
The battlefield turns into a river of blood
Finally comes medical helpReached by friendly fireThe enemy devours usIt was a bloody battle but it has given us freedom
Let everyone know that we're ready to fight at any hour until death, and after the battle, we'll enjoy a cigarette.
Free all the shellsThey attack us, they don't want to allow the freedom of shellsResist the enemy's chargeThis is how my captain fightsvery bravely fighting even with one's teethprisoner being tortured to confessbrutally attacked from behindThe battlefield turns into a river of bloodFinally comes medical helpReached by friendly fireThe enemy devours usIt was a bloody battle but it has given us freedomLet everyone know that we're ready to fight at any hour until death, and after the battle, we'll enjoy a cigarette.
22 comentários - Pressed Shells
y que bien ilustrado
q buenos cameltoes:P
Preciosas \"conchitas\", por su libertad!!!!
Para q sigan comiendo, pues como lo hacen!!!!
Besos Ura y Uru
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