What has become Here where ugliness crawls Amongst hurting souls With their dirty long fingers A mist is building Out of an energy of hate The ground shakes From a rumbling far away The quake is trembling every stub and tree The great mountains cracks The colossus has wakened From the deep sleep
In this moment everything is silenced The ages is about to change course The heavens and the stars Back to a clean palette
It is a call Back to the origins To when all things were born When the stars was lit
He will hang the moon onto the nightsky Raise the mountains up from the soil He will pull the rivers into the countryside From the ocean that's filled by his tearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
