Flamed red sun! Was hiding behind the horizon Casting secret flames
On the dried trees By the alley enveloped With the bloody glow He was following
With the bloody glow He was following
Falling with face to the burnt ground Crying, screaming with tightened fists
Moving by ashes Begging the fate in his soul He howls in torments
Cry and suffering in this hell
For survival in the age of reality Without any even smallest harmTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
