Once at night I sat among mortals Afraid of what the future would bring Drowning dreams in polluted visions As I heard the mourning angel sing
A bloody wing came in sight on the ground Bestially slaughtered by the hordes of those Who didn't see the light
The prophecy of a spiritual deed Seems to increase in moments Where the morbid mental activity comes into force
You will ride through the dark meadow
Once at down I sat among mortals Weeping over the loss of a shadow At went on a journey withdrawn Skywards you'll met the silver-tongued
Memories will clean the hoofs And contain the falling stone from your heartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
