Teksty:
Dragon Song Of Darkness

in the wind Something is coming Whispering The song of darkness Like a bell A voice Underground echoes I'm like a colour That faded away The song of darkness

no problem, no lyin' Drag's fire, so ya hamburger beef? I french-fry 'em To drag done ate your food Like I know to raise your dukes so guard your chin up Drag

you The mist is pulling lightly On the timber My thoughts are of the forest And I'm sure, I'm not in view Of anyone but the dragon And the prince of song

. As the instruments lie silent in their coffins made of wood, I rest assured they'd say these words - If say these words they could; Whatever happened to the songs

fuckin' four fifth to his head Shit that he spread, shit that he said If he relies on the streets gon? leave your ass dead Yo, it's time to drag the

I I can't sleep without the thought of me being so So damned sick, But I'm sick, I'm sick. I'm sick. So take this song, take this song away Until it

; The dark demons departed. Slowly they all left my sight. I formed my first clear thought; Like old Sir Lancelot And Richard the Lion-Hearted, I had new dragons

sing your song for me Formentera lady, sweet lover Lamplights glows on old guitars the travellers strum Insence children dance to an Indian drum Here Odysseus charmed for dark

your rights and all your wrongs And they'll try to stop your singing in the middle of your song For they do not want you free and they do not make you strong But only drag