Steady thy hand And wand For in the hour of dawn There's no time for tongue Or wrath
The old soul is damaged Bereft of human trust Seeks shelter in night. By light of day he wanders
The time for reckoning To make peace To spite the righteous To destroy the oppressors
The old soul is damaged Crushed, bereft of compassion Seeks shelter in night By light of day he wanders
So come heathen Come pagan Come heretic Castaway Apostate Come derelict Come refugee Cynic Nihilist Come forth Unite Under the banner of defiance Say true and fast For truth exists In the face of ignoranceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
