Paroles de Dawning Of A Sombre Age

From the open range they hailed living free as the wind children of the vast plains The hunter became the prey as their land slipped away into the bleeding horizon Empty promises of snake tongues Poisonous, venomous lies! Dawning of a sombre age In black the days were hung when ancient ways denied struggling in chain and in shackles Refused the native tongue losing identity once of pride and power