A Foreign Road - Lake Of Tears
A road into shadows on through haunted meadows
A road so old so dark the trail where the damned walk
As only darkness cares I choose to wander here
A time to evil be as death awaits me
A road dark where the damned walk
A road old open arms to fold me
I recall the crossroads the junction of the ways
The misty morning fog when I chose my faith
As no one ever cared I chose to be all you fear
A time to evil be damnation waits me
A road dark where the damned walk
A road old open arms to fold me
A road dark where the damned walk
A road old open arms to fold me
A road dark where the damned walk
A road old open arms to fold me
