The Gunslinger Songtext
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Dry desert winds blow sand into a shabby bar
Drunken guys with cracking souls hang around in the corners
And are out of hope
Mankind is in despair
Because the mighty shadows of the dark tower lie over them
Like a black blanket

The door is banging on the wall, two noble men enter the hall
Silence covers the room, now′s the beginning of doom
The men's faces get even more, but
Their eyes sparkle clear like the sky
It′s Gregor the gunslinger, the guy with the nimble finger


He has searched the great dark tower
Has never seen ever bloom a flower
His mission is to rescue the land and
Gregor is ready for the last stand
Until the bad towers upon the site, a hundred shells and burning light
You must kill to get back the salt and the Vemul River

Here comes the gunslinger with the nimble finger
To fight against the dark tower until death with all his power

Here comes the gunslinger with the nimble finger
To fight against the dark tower until death with all his power
Here comes the gunslinger with the nimble finger
To fight against the dark tower until death with all his power