The Wardrobe все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

We have come to the crossroads, without a sign
We have come to the cliff's edge, with the masses close behind
So let's take this chance to grab a last embrace
Before the heavens open and strike down this lost race
Lucifer before sunrise, waits in a blood red night
An angel like a bird of prey, an angry god with a knife
We, who could have had everything, we threw it all away
We, who could have been master, are now only slaves