Gone are fields of verdure Scenes of ruin are strewn before me Gone are blue horizons Lost to a dying sky...
Gone are days of summer Scenes of winter are forged around me Gone are hints of sunlight Crushed by a dying sky...
"And men were gathered around their blazing homes To look once more into each others face Happy were those who dwelt within the eye of the volcanoes And their mountain torch A fearful hope was all the world contained Forests were set on fire And hour by hour they fell and faded And all was black."
Gone are skies of azure Scenes that once were are left behind me Left are several hundred Wondering "what went wrong..?"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
