Exiled. With stolen feet I walk Shellshock. From this unbearable war Barren tents in deserts lands are now my only refuge Burning sand on desert land just before the deluge
The wall of fear has fallen Cross and struggle against the tide Through waves of condemnation To the Fall of mankind
Son, take hold of my hand Storm clouds are circling above us We're on our own Father, please hold me tight All that we had forsaken by God In this roaring night
Tremendous blast
Drifting and soaring in the sea of despair All of our hopes and dreams vanish in thin air Another wave will outbreak from the God of ocean Faithful I must stay to show him my devotionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
