Grey towers to the sky Smoke clouds like a dark God Only light from the crescent moon And the jaws of his dogs
Black flags will air Till the fall of the west And the rise of a new dawn Move on, move on Till the fall of the west You must carry your burdens
Ut sementem feceris, ita metes
A new master rises up Whipping fools to the cogwheels There are more mouths to feed today Start up the machines
Black flags will air Till the fall of the west And the rise of a new dawn Move on, move on Till the fall of the west You must carry your burdens
Ut sementem feceris, ita metes
All truths in this world are known You must not disagree Bow your head down in awe and fear We have eyes everywhere
Black flags will air Till the fall of the west And the rise of a new dawn Move on, move on Till the fall of the west You must carry your burdens
Blinded as they were By themselves Now they know their place
So tell the doubtful to recognize That the prophecy rings true So tell your children to understand That their world is deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
