The storm has raged here for hours, the water's plunging in on me The remains of my creation is swallowed slowly down by the troubled sea into unconsecrated ground gone eternally, gone eternally
Feeder of my visions, carrier of my soul The last hope for the dreamers, now crashing to the shore, pinioned and torn In presumption and with my foolish pride I challenged the storm, I challenged the storm
I'm the sole survivor, the only one left alive Now my limbs seem to fail me and time has blurred my mind I'm doomed to this fate The deal has already been signed and the hour's getting late The hour's getting late, much too lateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
