Текст песни The Whistler (alternate version) - Wizards , Demons

Beloved mother
There is no guilt
In what I have done
It's far too late
To turn it back
To turn it back
Slowly they move
One by one
Food for the clan
Your kingdom will come

Slowly they're marching
One by one
Follow my magic tune
It is so easy
Her eyes
Her pale cold eyes
Are watching over me
I've never felt alone
All the children
For her glory

A fair price set
The deal was fixed
I did my part
And they betrayed
I cleared their problem well
But I trusted lies

All your children went astray
Pay the price for ignorance
Praise and glory to the clan
Watch your step I'll bring the end

Rats repeat their feast
Queen will be quite pleased
All your children went astray
Pay the price for ignorance
Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll join their dance

Hungry souls they shall be fed
Praise the wisdom of the rats
All the children went astray
Pay the price for ignorance

Now you know fear
Face the unknown
Dwell in tears

The story's told
You may have learned
Dare not to betray
The whistler
You should consider
You might fail
You should consider
You might fail

All your children went astray
Pay the price for ignorance
Praise the glorious race of rats
One by one they'll
Join their dance

All your children went astray
Pay the price for ignorance
All your children went astray
Pay the price for ignorance
Food for the clan
Praise to the rats