Daniel Landa started his musical career in an Oi! band Orlík (founded in 19… Read Full Bio ↴Daniel Landa started his musical career in an Oi! band Orlík (founded in 1988, which has become the most successful Oi! racist band in the Czech Republic history. Landa continued as a musican unlike the other members. He's been playing music in a range of rock ballad and nationalist songs though without racist themes. His solo albums have made from him one of the most successful singers in Czech Republic. He has recorded 8 LPs, 3 live CDs/DVDs and two best-of compilations so far. Landa has also written two musicals. He has three daughters with his wife Mirjam and in 2004, he founded an Ordo Lumen Templi order. In his private life, Landa is interested in truck and rally racing. He ended musical career at the end of 2012.
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Daniel Landa Lyrics
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Motýlek Ty jsi holka nebezpečná, naše láska bude věčná uvěř tomu, …
Tradice Bitva utichá, tekla krev ve jménu kalicha skončil tak slavn…
Vcera Mě Někdo... Tak si v pohodě kráčím temnou ulicí Vedle se perou dva…
Vodrhovačka Chtěla strašně ho chtěla, že je vrah nevěděla. U baru stál…
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Zombice Do naší ulice se stěhovala zombice, má tetovaný záda, asi m…
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The might makes right crushes what's in the way.
We're deaf to pleas and blind to gestures.
It's better to follow flow of the crowd.
Whoever will survive this battle?
It's too late when dam finally breaks.
Weakness leads to collapse and failure.
When the sound of out march overwhelms your cries, turn to our music for guidance.
Health is fragile and easily lost like a blade of grass swept away by water.
The forester thought the forest was well and just cared to his garden,
thought there's nothing that conxerns him inside it
but the wolves took over the forrest and ate him raw.
With cold eyes and drops of red,
we burn away hope
rampage is our desire
long will be this night.
We deceive ourselves, shadows are so tempting.
The morning is a thief, but there is still time.
Oh how do we sing tonight!
At the right time poison words will reveal blame. The sickness of dawn hides those who wonder how much time they have left.