For dark was the night And full of banes Dawns thrive in light Spring reeks of change Boil blood of reform Throats finding voice Red taste of freedom Where once was no choice
Reign free
It is the new dawn Truth to be the last Call no man free Until he falls for higher belief More pure than virgin's grief
Harness the order Truth overwhelmed Rotten are the branches On hollow tree of realm
Barkskin of unrest We flay from this elm On nothing he dances Tyrant condemned
Reign free
Quiescent mind belying reason
Attire me on scarred licit mask My throne of clay and funeral waxTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
