Daughters Of Winterstone 歌词

Demand, consume, repeat the cyclical flow Man, stolen in the night Ripped right from the arms of his child Drain the workforce Torn, forced into the dark Working for his heart, cold and blind More than they can bear Pushed unto the edge of life And then further Pushed unto the edge of life Expire, replace Overhead the sun it shines no more Skies opaque with winter's squall eternal CHORUS: With faces cast in stone, emerge into the light We'll never return home, with ashes in our skies Crushed, kicked, tortured Quick and painless death you will not find Slowly, surely, purged clean Growing ancient, lost within the mine This is our home Imprisoned and alone, drowning in the night We are daughters of the stone, wandering in time CHORUS Chained to the factory floor, smoke fills our lungs and our world There is no escaping this well Cold to the touch yet it burns, fuelling our whole universe Living hell CHORUS x 3