Текст песни




Fields are stricken by ancient fires
We are caught in the middle
Merely free will and bags of bones to fight flames and all grievance
Be human torch in Sabbath church
We're lambs of straw
Wooden pyre woven. Ashen empire built on burnt failures
Wrath and fury grow cold. Bitterness is all that is left of us
Be human torch in Sabbath church
We're lambs of straw



Авторы: Julien Andral



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