Climb the mountainside Searching for the golden crest Hope will be found, bathing in sunlight The dream is brighter than our world
Fight, fight, fight our way out this inherited Hell Landscape of degeneration, tribal trance all around Creatures of the mist are lurking, close without a sound
Insanity is running wild, sniggering out loud The smell of burning fills the air, spreading like wildfire Chasm gates are open wide Devil's rejects resurfaced to shove us underground
Sheltered in a lair with ruddle and coal We're painting our lives on a canvas of stone The only reach is to fight our way out of here Fight, fight, fight our way out this inherited Hell
Climb the mountainside Release the golden crest, bathing in sunlight The dream is brighter than the world we left behind There is a road we've never walked on A place where desolate dreams come true
Fight, fight, fight our way out this inherited Hell Those who'll live when we're gone will curse our names Look upon the world and say goodbye, they've inherited Hell They've inherited Hell...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
