Is the clouds of gray In the realm of sea Lies a mourning forest Crysten fade in gray
It's dweller's had lifted No birds chirp in it's clouds The whispering roars of the wind Had left it no sound
Well these years gone by The forest fell asleep Remembering elder days The sewers driven deep
When the sky wasn't gray And the sun was black But it's time to face the truth Those days will never come back
Over the centuries The forest passed away The well callen roads survived To rise when times would changeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
