Running down the hillsides Flowing like iron tears Bleeding like a open wound As if the land was speared The blood of the earth Metal formed of rock and man Rough and unforgiving Buried in the hardened land
Landscapes, barren and bleak Treasures forged through sweat and blood
Rivers of Rust Rivers of Rust
At the devil's hole In the pit of black gold A land ravaged by time Amidst the slate and lime
Scattered bones of fallen lambs Picked apart by carrion crows
Rivers of Rust Rivers of Rust Rivers of RustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
