Through fog and frozen grounds The flames of passing time has burned the ruins down A place of many places The waking hour is here Unquiet he calls When his soul is left behind
Moving cold - until the anger is drained Walk the path – until the birds are silent Fuel the match – until the fire is gone Forever roam – in a frozen world
Dead waters hit the shore Ripples in the sand Echoes from a grim past Our destiny to come Worship the wasted years A grainy image Birds in the shape of the raging seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
