文本歌词

Forgotten - Gothminister
Sun sets on the final day
Waking up from a thousand plagues
Light hurts in the orphan eye
Imprison faith in the newborn child
We are forgotten
Our minds locked up in fear
We are forgotten
But now our time is here
And slowly comes the night
Inhales a dying sun
Of shadows will appear
A ghastly sight of crocked bodies
Crawling out to breathe the air
In the fields where light remains
Far away from all common sense
Severed hands from a buried child
Be aware it the omen
From the twisted side
We are forgotten souls with
Our minds locked up in fear
So pray for salvation
Cause the empire is near
And slowly comes the night
Inhales a dying sun
Of shadows will appear
A ghastly sight of crocked bodies
Crawling out to breathe the air
Crawling out to breathe the air
Crawling out to breathe the air
Crawling out to breathe the air
Crawling out to breathe the air
Crawling out to breathe the air
And slowly comes the night
Inhales a dying sun
Of shadows will appear
A ghastly sight of crocked
Bodies crawling out
Of crocked bodies crawling out
To breathe the air