And I fold my ears Die no more Breathe no fire But I know war If all the crosses point down I go north By the hordes See no light
Get behind the village A call of sacrifice behind the line of fire Smeared in flower ashes The flower as the motif of one desire
We ride into the night I'm coming through And no one need be singing No song will do
With the trusted torch's eyes They were bold and true To the other side we pried If we only knew
Not such a good thing Not such a place Not a good sign for we're running out of space Hey Bob!
This is how the tale is told Always the same Surrender your poppy field Dampen your militant flameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
