Paroles de Equalizer

Disciples of the end times That we so dearly asked It's now we reap the harvest War Lend your weapon to the mass Appropriate And bask in your glory days I watch the sky turn red Constellations splinter A new celestial mark I see the fields of green Now disintegrating The winds of winter come to claim the Sun Far off Into the horizon Drifting Drifting away from us all I feel I'm standing on the edge of the earth Waiting for it to hit us again For it to hit us again Heed the warning signs Brush it off Like it's all for nothing Remnants of what was Underlying repudiation See our future As you wait for the second coming Born disillusioned Perception opened in the eye of death The sky turns red I see the fields of green Now disintegrating The winds of winter come to claim the Sun Far off Into the horizon Drifting Drifting away from us all I feel I'm standing on the edge of the earth Waiting for it to hit us again