艺人:Crypt Sermon
专辑:Out Of The Garden
歌词:
It's a cruel world and we're huntin'+'round the fires, sharpening our swords and our spears. Hoping and praying and the holy men are say-ing there's nothing to fear! I for one still have my doubts. It all sounds like a lie. Onward we slip away, We raise our flag high! It's a cruel world, and I know it. We're all caught in the strangest dream. There's no hope left and we're starting to beleive it. Tattered souls on bended knee No longer alone in my doubts. Lives are on the line. One by one we slip away As the sands of time. The Sands of Time The Sands of Time! Darkness weighs heavy on our hearts. We forge a trail through + ancient sands. Glaciers of leather our hollowed and sorrowed souls Heavy Riders through distant lands We're Doomed! There is salvation There is no respite Through pain and sufferring we hold our heads high. Heavy Riders, these roads that we pave will surely last. Heavy Riders footsteps engraved in the past Heavy Riders these roads that we pave will surely last! Heavy Riders, footsteps engraved in the past. Darkness weighs heavy on our hearts. We forge a trail through anceint sands. Glaciers of leather, our hollowed and sorrowed souls. Heavy Riders! through dist-ant la-nds We're DOOMED!
