Moor the houses, lay low all masts and poles Shear down the trees, anchor your barks Gather your children and pray that they will be there when dawn breaks Sound all your warning bells, cry for the lost sailors at sea They are the first who will know what a storm can be
You will remember me, you will remember me I am the scar upon your soul
I am the voice that speaks, I am the voice that speaks I am the silence that precedes
The turning, the end of everything All you have loved, all you have built All that you are will be taken away by me Who loved you with ever rising force I will not stop what I unleash Mine is the fire that devours what it most desires
Lost on a raging sea, lost on a raging sea I am the voice to lead your homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
