Plucking leaves from the forest In a dark green battlefield Everything in the wind way Is jumping on the air
No sun, no light Seems the end of your life No escape, be afraid You would like to disappear
Shining lights in the sky Illuminate your eyes
When clouds collide Helped by the wind
We can't hide from the black storm We are alone when night comes We can't run from the black storm We are its prey when it falls
Like a flying river Searching its ocean Splashing the trees With a strong rage
Drawing on the soil An artwork in movement Followed by the sound Of noisy thunder
Without a place to hide Feeling the wetness in your heart With your weak body soaked You feel the cold
In the middle of the storm All the forces of nature Have united to create A symphony of destructionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
