High on the ancient horse, bringing the sword of stone Long have they heard the call, the voices that caught them all Slaughter and pain is prayed, seeking to kill in one Growing the powerweed, sharping the blades of steel He saw the rules become, follow like slaves beyond Carving a bong for fight, clearing the mind from shame You're in my mind, so slow I can't breathe, my mind holding my head My mind is alone, never I hide You know I smoke, but I'll never die, I know I'll die...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
