There was an image of malevolence, Etched in stone, long ago, Before the storm, the creation of centuries old, Tells of a time, of a nature worn, Long ago, in a destiny that we now behold.
Like Shattered glass, these dreams, Faded in time, an old memory.
When baleful winds blew through the storm, Banished in silence, long ago, Of what could have been, was told, By the darkness of the sea, a final calamity, Long ago, in a destiny we now beholdTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.