Оригинальный текст и слова песни Умри с пивом в руке:
Spitting fire, my desire
And then I will retire
After the Demons have been fought back into Hell
Howls in the Night
A Pack of Wolves...
Spitting fire, my desire
And then I will retire
After the Demons have been fought back into Hell
Howls in the Night
A Pack of Wolves...