Текст песни «I Shalt Become - Leaving Watership Down»
Слова песни:
A prophet saw the fields run red
In belief of nightmares and happenstance
Crawling from the later
The rats come in swarms...
Pestilence, seduction, plague and death.
A prophet saw the fields run red
In belief of nightmares and happenstance
Crawling from the later
The rats come in swarms...
Pestilence, seduction, plague and death.