Into the white The scent of fire behind First steps to freedom are lighter than we ever knew
Called through the cold We hold our daughters close And sing to our sons Change will surely come
Into the white Broken faith leaves scars behind We embrace them Carry broken shackles by our side
Called through the cold We hold our daughters close And sing to our sons Change will surely come
We left our prayers with our old gods White hand, release Leaves in the fading smoke So easy to forget the voice that never spoke
Walking our own road Each step, each breath We are fighting for our lives And we are losing every one The things we gave up for a dream we are still waiting for And still we hold on
In time
Into the white The road is mine, and I am his Our last steps as free men Proud at the end. It comes to this.
Called through the cold Road to a home we'll never know We gave to our sons a heavy burdened hope
We left our prayers with our old gods Hold on Till dawn Lost like our steps in snow So easy to forget the way The road we make, we own
Walking our own road Each step, each breath We are fighting for our lives And we are losing every one The things we gave up for a dream we are still waiting for
We were so young then Firelight holds their peace Sing farewell by smoke in the cold We farewell the old As they fall to silenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
