Fresh dawn in t'Forest Darkened woods all around Frozen perfection Happen' now none around
Seven years ago Seven feet of snow Seven years ago Still under nature's control
Bird flying from t'north Sign ut'dark elements coming Destruction; Ideals Pillaged A desperate and lonely time
The day we cross paths No more use for feuds Finally homeward With a fresh burden to hold
Yorkshire, north blood and anger Gods favour a burning stone ember
Thoil'd pain from war Fighting under t'white rose A breeding ground for desecration They were forcing your hand to hold
"You cannot escape From who you are But you can escape Your tight reigns You will only be free From your Gods You know it's Not your choice"
When we are Becoming one Torn from war Becomin t'free'd son From the better arm Of a better man Wi t'inner strength Of the AurochsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
