The snow was falling from the twigs. I see it full of light - Unbearable tenderness and soft refinement� Fiery tongues were whispering. Carpathian night embraced the sanctuary tightly. The blood came out of the graves unknown And thus she bred again the ancient times. Memories of the past came true, in sadness clothed. The roots of hell broke free their hairs and spoke Of twigs now gone, of leaves now dry, of shields now dead. The horses were touched. The iron shone. The caves were preaching us at times forgotten. The land of Tribals was calling us all. This was our sadness now, Sword has chopped her in fury.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
