Megaliths Songtext
von Sjako!

A triad of megaliths
Looking out over Nevercame
An old dog growling
As if someone called her name
A stronghold of fripperies
Standing by the well
The key′s on the ledge
There's a million tales to tell
In search of a caravan
On the plains near Neverdare
A long time coming
To see if I′d still care
A bark from the backwoods


Waking up the dead
Grease the rigidity
Dry the blood that shed
Bring out the gear
Wash out those years
Bring back the ones
That got us all those cheers
Bring out bring out the gear
Bring out the gear
Wash out those years
Bring back the ones
That got us all those cheers
Bring out bring out the gear