They whispered of a prison Ragnarok engine humming Wrapped they in darkness dreaming They are the mighty children Behold the Doomsday project Frog legions bear their vessel Seven in Earth and Heaven
And underneath the desert Encased in frozen bedrock Stack sleeping agents waiting To see the gates burn open The desert rip asunder They grind the land like corn Bleed oily peals of thunder
Above the tortured heavens So full of silent waiting Howl screams of birth and triumph Unlock the faceless hating Bred in the depths of ocean Of giant strength and tread No hands defy their windstorm
ONCE... WE... WERE... FREE...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
