Текст песни Darkseed - Dying Land

The last bird from a scattered flockSeeks shelter in a treeAlone amongst the lonely woodsHe will cry when noone hearsHe will fall when noone caresPalls of grief hanging in the cloudsWhat must go wrong, so that we seeThere's not enough to make us stopWe are the devils of a dying landWhat evil spirit holds us hereWe wear a careless maskMaking friends with death

We are devils of a dying landMankind took all nature's prideMercy out of sightDemons dark around us swarmForests' last timeThe short last sound of singing birdsWe don't know what it meansWill we ever know?A world where iron shellsCan kill men's bloodA world of emptiness,A dying land
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