paroles de chanson Wasteland - Isgaard

Below your feet has been a solid soil
A million years of age
Without a man-made spoil
Around your head has been a gentle breeze
That brought a magic smell
A million souls to please

Wasteland
When holy ground is burning
Wasteland
Too late for us to waive
Wasteland
When Mother Earth is bleeding
Dead-end
When we have failed to save

Through your eyes you've seen a peaceful earth
A million people's home
For Noah's Ark a berth
In your veins has been eternity
A slowly beating pulse, a deeply breathing sea