We’re seventh sons With shattered crowns On palest horses On the prowl
The feeble hold the torch For a dark father’s debt But true blood will boil Before the sun has set
We’re ensnared by fate And by His command we’re spent We’re consumed by misery We are consumed by grief
By nights we’ve seen you worship What secrets have you seen? Storms are drawing closer Our souls will once more meet
The hunger tears a hole inside This yearning’s all that’s left If the forest brings you closer Our hearts will beat as one
We’re ensnared by fate And by His command we’re spent We’re consumed by misery We’re consumed by grief We’re consumed by misery We’re consumed by grief We’re consumed by misery We’re consumed by griefTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
