lost my way, kneel down and pray It all decays, it takes me down, down, down Like the minister said, like the minister said Where this all has led, dead winter dead
lost my way, kneel down and pray It all decays, it takes me down, down, down Like the minister said, like the minister said Where this all has led...dead winter dead
Traducere: Savatage. Memorie [Intro de iarnă mort Moarta].
Traducere: Savatage. Dead Winter Dead.
ve lost my way, kneel down and pray It all decays, it takes me down, down, down Like the minister said, like the minister said Where this all has led...dead winter dead
I see a little man sitting and he's wondering If over his little plot he might be king And he finds his present world a little boring There's no land
No life's so short it can't turn around You can't spend your life living underground For from above you don't hear a sound And I'm out here, waiting
One child stood before the altar One child stood out in the rain One child spent his time imagining And I don't believe he's coming home again, home
In the town of Sarajevo, there's an old medieval square There's a church aside one corner most believe was always there It was built a thousand years
It don't matter what you said In the mind of someone, you are now dead What makes it bad is they're living next door So you'll need some weapons? That
fear the night, we bring our own starlight Dropped on the world below, wait for the afterglow And in the dark they wed, we're dancing with the dead And
We dared to ask for more But that was long before the nights began to burn You would have thought we'd learned You can't make promises all based upon
Watching in silence, I hesitate: It was not in the plans All of our lives we could only wait: It was out of our hands And every war where we took the
