On the ice, no one fights, you fall and freeze as cold as night The tales of men know well March on far to the higher land, march on far to the higher land
General’s eyes, gold as hives, orders read by blinded eyes Death lies in apathy Sit back, rejoice and enjoy the ride. Sit back, rejoice and enjoy the ride
Free to be the man you are but they’re leaving you with nothing Feel the rain on your skin Your chance has passed, you followed the men who would leave you here with nothing Left you all behind as slaves to shed their skin
The time has come at last, claim back our land and past I’ve gone too long and I’m chomping at the bit What lies ahead is wrong, today no song is sung Resurgence, snakely, makes me fall to my knees
Blood will flow, heads will roll, lack of judgement, seeds you’ll sow Your kind will weep for this Take them back far to the barren lands, take them back far to the barren lands Crucified, burnt alive, retribution, none alive Your screams will fill the sky None of this freedom for the sons of men, none of this freedom for the sons of men
Free to be the man you are but they’re leaving you with nothing Feel the rain on your skin Your chance has passed, you followed the men who would leave you here with nothing Left you all behind as slaves to shed their skin
The time has come at last, claim back our land and past I’ve gone too long and I’m chomping at the bit What lies ahead is wrong, today no song is sung Resurgence, snakely, makes me fall to my knees
No sleep for those, who wait for them No concsience fills the slow My eyes are playing tricks on me As shadows form their webs around our wayward soulsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
