Текст песни Zion - Alex Edwards

time was awry
zion stood still
all stood still
I was at arms
all because we had lost all my troubles
hear my heart
all my troubles
hear my heart
we dither in the mine
and pick the axe that grinds
and all of zion's iron
nothing to see for coming that far
all because we had lost all my missions
hear my heart
hear my heart
will of trouble
all these troubles, all these lies
all these troubles, all these lies
I was led away
some piquing breeze
and with that
saw me fly
to the north
there we are
to the signs
lifts my beak
to the north
I will rain
I'm in trouble
don't be late
dear messiah, I will wait