Текст песни Miracle Of Sound - Pawns of war

Across the savage skies and through the fissures in the fields The rumble of the engines and the trundle of the wheels Through hell and horror trudge and yet our spirits never yield Will they sing of these forsaken pawns of war? Hoist the flags, hold the lines Lessons ever lost to time Now we sing for you, departed pawns of war My bonnie lays afar upon a lonely eiderdown While I dream of rats and tar within my burrow in the ground Infernal gaping scar of boiling mud and thundering sound They won’t sing of this forsaken pawn of war Hoist the flags, hold the lines Lessons ever lost to time Now we sing for you, departed pawns of war Death on the dunes we feed the deserts Blood of the empires on the sands Hoist the flags, hold the lines Lessons ever lost to time Now we sing for you, departed pawns of war Hoist the flags, hold the lines Lessons ever lost to time Now we sing for you, departed pawns of war
Слова и текст песни Miracle Of Sound - Pawns of war принадлежит его авторам.

Добавить комментарий

Ваш адрес email не будет опубликован. Обязательные поля помечены *