A silent figure watching out from beneath the ancient trees This secret commonwealth is hidden far beneath the light of day In moonlight the earth wakes, in caverns the stones break
And we are paralyzed, frozen in the deeper sleep Paralyzed Inside on the outside, white light white light The eyes of the deep state burning, burning
Lord of the flying fires, legions of the hidden sun Are bleeding through into the light, from our nightmare they have come Intention, hostile, your bloodline, the lost child
Three men arriving from the east, black skies above the ashen priest The earth is buckling in protest The armies of the dispossessed
We call out, in nightmare Yet find we remain there
And we are paralyzed, a cold wind blows through hell tonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
