Staring away Out at the night Bleak shadows stare back at me Story of woe Told in their glare A tale of the end a final dawn The cold pity That bears down on me They see no escape for our kind As we approach Cataclysm Feel it encroach godsent
The wasteland winds Blow down from the north Bringing their chill on our souls The hopeless sands Lie under our feet Carry us fateward to ending The wasteland winds Blow down from the north Bringing their chill on our souls The hopeless sands Lie under our feet Carry us fateward to ending
Lost in my thoughts Helpless against This great engine that's grinding us Movements of death Agents of doom Society cracks its foundations Watching us grasp For deliverance Feeling it slip through callused hands Final night Approaches so cold Can't help but feel we deserved this
The wasteland winds Blow down from the north Bringing their chill on our souls The hopeless sands Lie under our feet Carry us fateward to ending The wasteland winds Blow down from the north Bringing their chill on our souls The hopeless sands Lie under our feet Carry us fateward to endingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
