It was a stormy night Yet it was none when a lightning'd strike No moon that would shine upon... ... my suspicions - they'd grew on and on
The weedmen come anigh Soon - they are upon us! The weedmen come anigh Hideous face will be among us
It was a stormy night We stared down upon a most unearthly sight For the valley all beneath us was aswarm None of us - I swear - was safe from harm
The giants voice slowly sank Away into the distance, thinned Alas, I swear I felt so bare and blank And yet no sound beyond that of the wind
... the weedmen dwell In these depths of green None of us will live In their graves at seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
