The Northern Fields

Letra de The Northern Fields

GéneroGotico
Duración11:20
Idioma originalInglés
Vistas207
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The trees that we had planted Off the beaten track Have been felled years ago But we'll always get back There'll be traps on our way But I do have eyes in my head If we're not allowed to walk We've got to learn to creep instead No more begging for alms Being addicted to dreams No more rousing from fear In between nightmare screams Wake up It's time to set out To cry for revenge To fight against our doubts None Can soothe our wrath We've renounced our faith On this vengeance path Some last farewells To our absent friends Who died on their knees In this northern land The time has come For our judgment day In a well known land Where we couldn't stay