I'm here on his knees, my eyes see the night. Cold and constant night. I beg your presence, please. In my beautiful frost night. Thunder are echoes beyond the horizon. The cold thunder and its light from one side to the other in the sky. The power that lights me. The force that regenerates me, the power of the King. The cold night did not stop me from walking my destination. The thunder in the same terror, is nothing more than the power that guides me. Out and cold and beautiful and dark, but all for the fear of the Lord and the beginning of wisdom. The Lord frost night thunder.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
