Текст песни Boiling Heart of the North - October Falls

Boiling Heart of the North

The drops of rust raining down over the age of steel\nLayers of dust burying the faded and motionless reels\nA distorted view filled with the victims of the modern times\nThese endless roads, all to nowhere, only smoking ruins in sight\nThese men of stained soils, still roaming slowly ahead\nIn the crossroad of fear, dwelling in the heart of the brave\nSeeking the truth from a boiling heart of the north\nAnd feel the warm, feel the warm blood against the freezing cold\n'There's no justice beyond the flash from a spear\nThe soil ahead is the grave, at the edge of an old north"