A long time ago now, I saw him Flames did lick at his skin As the village burned around him
Children cry in the night Fallen laid to mourn Hope is slain, all in vain Here our king is born
Bow down, Bow down, Into the ground Blood of innocent flows Into the soil he owns
Children cry in the night Fallen laid to mourn Hope is slain, all in vain Here our king is born
Bow down, Bow down Into the ground Flames did lick at his skin As the village burned around himTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
