Оригинальный текст и слова песни Fatigue:
In days of revolt
I too carried a torch
And swung at my arrows
But time is ruthless
And heals nothing
The shrieking ruin
Of a hard...
In days of revolt
I too carried a torch
And swung at my arrows
But time is ruthless
And heals nothing
The shrieking ruin
Of a hard...