The great bear from the Northland. Has risen from his sleep. And the army ranks in red are near. Two hundred million deep The young and old now prophesy. A coming prince of peace. And last night I
The great bear from the Northland. Has risen from his sleep. And the army ranks in red are near. Two hundred million deep The young and old now prophesy. A coming prince of peace. And last night I
the garden. Sunshine on a California day. With you by my side. The tears we've cried have dried and gone away. The darkness of the northland. In wintertime has all began to run. Through the deltas