Walking through the ancient forest The aryan wind at my back Searching for a time forgotten A sign of a glorious past J evoke a once dead spirit Proof that hope is not lost He lays down his soul before me My wind now embraces though
Cries of ancestral voices Penetrate my thoughts and dreams I attempted narcotic poisons To obscure their painful screams The truth has broke through the silence Ignorance no longer bliss I rise above primate vices No triumph more grand than thisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
