The day will come to cut the ropes
The crimson hour of pain
The day will come to leave no hopes
And then forget your name
The land is flown with vile winds
And forests covered with snow
Upon the field the fight begins
The wolf is falling till dawn
The only feeling is agony
And anger controls our moves
We are to face our destiny
We'll meet the hour of wolf
I've tried to run from their rough
But seems nowhere to go
These ugly jackals are so tough
For God in sickness I should call
I look for calmness in this life
But gain all honour of death
I'm still in struggle and alive
For those of you, who cares
The only feeling is agony
And anger controls our moves
We are to face our destiny
We'll meet the hour of wolf
I ask the wind to sing for me
And follow through the wood
At last I know that my eyes can see
And meet the hour of wolf
Sky Black Rain еще тексты
Оценка текста
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 2