This is the time, he’s the chosen one. No king or queen he serves, always hiding from the sun. He holds the flag of the enemy, this is the way of the prophecy.
Falling through time to the edge of our world into war, hollow the promise and greedy like never before…
Lingering, lurking in the shadows – feeding from the rules, we’ve created. He speaks with our voice, his words bring us pain – he’s just one of the others! He speaks with our voice, his words bring us pain, he’s just one of the others…
Twisted thoughts in mind, black torches lead his way. He’s thriving from our kind, we are this hunter’s Prey! Vengeance will be his as he follows an idle plan. No beating heart inside – the pestilence of man.
I’m willing to believe, we can alter the sense of our fortune. And blinking into the sun we’ll share a smile. I’m willing to believe, I’m willing to believe…
Struggling we see in his eyes, what you are, what I am. Always beware of the wolf with the face of a lamb!
Silence, silence – listen, my child! Can’t you hear his steps in the night? The reaper’s might around his shape, clutches of coldness, of terror and fright!
Under these skies we know, lies become undone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
