Текст песни Used Dreams

Used Dreams

A holocaust will come
That you couldn't
Have dreamed of
Having no dreams…

What might this storm want
If the point
Is just the burned rags
Of dead clouds…

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A roll of drums as warriors march
A shadow falls round gorges deep
Broken cries of the half sleeping

No wind… no stars… no night…

The wrath of the people is dark
Like the wild organ notes of a winter storm
With ravaged brows, with silver arms
The battle's crimson wave - a forest of stars

No wind… no stars… no night…