Not so long ago These fields were bathed in youthful blood Victims of a vicious crime
Beneath the green grass where you stand Lies a rotten, red domain Nourishing every tree and vine
A red domain The earth has fed on their remains Graveless children of the night
And when the rain Falls upon this land No one can ignore their cries
Ghostly Voices - Creeping Despair
When drops of blood Begin to pour From the tainted roof We feel a chilling aura On our knees we madly beg For our lost souls to be spared But the children have made up their mindsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
