On mountains cold and high Under crimson skies Where the blowing winds Are running wild
Forlorn, forgotten, forsaken Alone, you will reap what you sow
Guide me through the night And lead me to the light Walking on bloodsoiled grounds Hear the baying of the hounds
Lost in isolation Blind bleeding the blind Waiting for salvation Nothing more to find
I rather walk alone in darkness Than to be lost in fear Born from sin destruction within Bringing death to the world
Consuming chaos filling emptyness Far beyond the gates of hell Cleansing bodies of desolation Concealing the sight of human waste
Solo
Forlorn, forgotten, forsaken Alone you will reap what you sowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
