one we will obey But our gods all alone The oars are gliding in The blackened nordic sea And driven by the wind The waves we must defeat [Chorus] The voice
No one we will obey But our gods all alone The oars are gliding in The blackened nordic sea And driven by the wind The waves we must defeat The voice
Traduzione: Dark at Dawn. The Voice Of The Gods.
It is the voice Of the Fourth Person Singular It is the voice Within the voice of the turtle It is the face Behind the face of the race Poetry
is forgotten. Return, beloved ideal, Return for an instant. Give me a smile again, and to me the sparkle of your countenance will be a new dawn. ... a new dawn
It is the voice Of the Fourth Person Singular It is the voice Within the voice of the turtle It is the face Behind the face of the race Poetry is