Close the doors, put out the light You know they won't be home tonight The snow falls hard and don't you know The winds of thor are blowing cold They're wearing steel that's bright and true They carry news that must get through They choose the path where no-one goes
They hold no quarter They ask no quarter
Walking sibe by side with death Devil mocks at every step The snow drives back the foot that's slow The dogs of doom are howling more They carry news that must get through To build a dream for me and you They choose the path where no-one goesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
