When the left hand speaks wars are won From the mouths of madness the last days come Behind the door the shadows crawl On the 31st floor the curtain falls
The Howling Wild The Howling Live with ire and revile
The Howling Wild The Howling Come alive devils child
On a headless horse we ride Through the starless nights we rise As the heavens fade away Burn down the doors throw down the reigns
White light to take us all Can you hear the call No gods in the grave Only the fire remainsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
