They sat beneath the moon-lit sky about the night appeared, then vanished; wrapped in the woolskin from chill and the ones whose proudest lost thier will to live
What on Earth, make these for your struggling onward through the freezing wind A time of storm swept means awoke their hearts of inherited hatred so for evermore these words of old its meaning would soon unfold trapped in that winter world of waiting
Of what were the questions? What were they waiting for? This at the monolith
The mystic days of doom foretold in tales as hammered by some runes from father to son forfathers were in tune at the gallows gate enchanted by the moon and a thousand questions about the monolith's make
Eternal moments, endless its were seldom spoken therefore the oath was never broken
At the first sight of peoples he's gone its meaning, into the air/earth From father to sonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
