We are the voice of buried knowledge, the eternal life among the trees We sent the wise to teach you well, here is where the heroes rest in peace, guide your sword and bless your soul
Some brothers got away to be free, to keep our tales alive Here we are again, marching northward, searching our site Some others are still living in our sacred oak shrines To save you, to embrace you, to make us reborn
Finally we reached the province, their paradise, the city of lies And forced to mix with them again to serve Amyntas well Close to being absorbed by Rome, we can't give up We gotta defend our land with honor, blood and sacrifice.
We can't be killed by the passage of time We made history, we've built our line From words of the old ones to our childs The mountains screamed our name, Galatians.
After all this time, the paths we've crossed from day to night We saw the darkness, we met the evil For our fallen cantons, tetrarchs and buried people We will never surrender to the arms of the eagle.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
