Through the mist they are coming Wearing skins from great bears People fear them they re running And to face them no one dares
Under cover of the night They attack to burn and slaughter Only death what they desire And in red they turn the water
Like shadows in the dark They move spreading fear People screaming in despair Cause their time to die is near
From the East they are coming A group of heroes and their fame They will fight proud for glory For this save tribe to tame
The only way to stop this tribe Prophet said to kill their Head They must go and find their cave And to face them till the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
