I still remember an ancient story which my granpa use to tell All about our ancestors, the old men from the past He knew the existence of a place, surely left and doomed Its the land of desolation, lost on the other side
In the land of desolation reigns the emptiness Vast expanses without life, it's the deadly crust There are buildings, bones and scrap all spread around Ghostly voices filled with gloom whisper from the soil
Hey, being free is all we want to be
The immobile clouds of the impassive skies quietly watch the zone Many dead dreams lay down there, a wasteland in pale blue Everything that men could do finished suddenly Ghostly voices filled with gloom whisper from the soil
Hey, being free is all we want to beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
