vendredi 8 avril 2011
THE RIDERS OF THE ORANGE WAVE-THE DAY OF WRATH IS NOW
THE STATE SKY SPLIT
AND UNDER A TRONE OF ORANGE FIRE
IN A RAINBOW THAT BURNED RED
SMALL AND BIG ORANGE RIDER'S EVERYWHERE
IN A TABLELAND OF STONE CRUMBLING UND DESOLATE
WORDS ERUPTED BURYING THE ANGELS ALIVE
LORD MINE ARE THE RIVERS OF WORDS
MINE ARE THE BLADES OF GRASS
MINE ARE THE FALL
AND TOMORROW'S THAT NEVER CAME
THE DAY OF WRATH IS NOW
