1. Out on the plains where the rats would hide Glorious ruins of the civilized Under a bloodred sky the rats would hide Yesterday's gone, dust on the wall Screaming softly of the autumn's fall Under a bloodred sky the rats would die
The children of thorns must die their lives, 'cause The children of thorns have survived The children of thorns must dry away, 'cause The elders'been left alone too long
2. Out on the plains where the rats had died Underneath the civilized Under ignoring stairs, some barren heads Famine floured down from above The elders had played far too rough Inside a starving room, the orphans of the mushroom
The children of thorns...
Under a bloodred sky the rats would hide Under a bloodred sky the rats would die
The children of thorns must die their lives, 'cause The children of thorns have survived The children of thorns must dry away, 'cause The elders'been left alone too long The children of thorns have survived They will dry away The elders'been left aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
