You came from hell With money blood and fame Years ago like a maser To kill the truth you damned
You were too strong for us We knew our changes were few We thought we didn't give up And we looked for something new
And standing on a hill Looking right through his eyes There's nothing we can feel This is true and not a lie
We caught our last hope That filled us with massive power Dark clouds covered the top Of our ancient tower
CHORUS
WE CALL IT VAVEL
The terms are now reversed You shake all over from fear Our impulse can't be faced A glorious victory is near
Throw down your sword Your fight to beat us is over Now he is the lord And you a slave foreverTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.