A foreboding sign, as time turned a page In a land condemned to night The few men that remain, took to the plains In an eternal battle for light...
No sun to brighten the way, nothing to divide the night from the day No moon to sustain the tide, as if the planet itself has died Yet the warriors still search on and on Fire, to hold the flame, is a power they have yet to tame Their need to survive, leads their way as they ride And the warriors still search on and on Farther across the Darklands, the Darklands
Men of will, surely damned, on a tireless quest across the sand On the edge of a molten sea, is where the sacred fire is said to be And the warriors still search on and on Farther across the Darklands, the Darklands
The years gone by, in the blink of an eye For generations they've been looking for a sign
...And the warriors still search on and on Farther across the Darklands, the Darklands...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
