Slowly the sun disappears A mountain landscape in the shimmering A small valley with on both sides a hill On each hill appears the silhouette of a ram
Dead like silence among the rocks A threatening concentration A bird breaks the silence The trial begins…
With rapid speed the rams storm towards each other Enormous aggression strengthened by the pounding pain of death The heads held against each other – the pressure is high The rams withdraw to prepare for the next attack
Brutal are nature's ways to decide our fate! Who will dominate? Who will procreate? Only those who have the strength to carry deserve life When nature strikes the hammer, whose turn is it to die?
And again they storm onwards an awful bloody fight ‘til one of them collapses… To drag through life, crippled and subordinated ‘til the impending end…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
