Albatross – Dan McCafferty – letras

Blood blood all aroundThe land is crying outAll men are dead underneath the sandsAnd noone understandsGold gold all is soldTen thousands have been slainThey stole their gold and destroyed their soulsThe prayers were all in vainWar war behind the shoreAll men are on the runThey burned the earth until thereBut a wasteland in the sunA wasteland in the sunBut there’s the albatrossFlying circles through the windThe silent master of this landFar beyond the Southern CrossNobody heard his criesWailing sadly through the skiesNow his voice from up aboveis slowly dyingHome home we wanna go homeThe beach is bleak and emptyAll has burnt to ashesNothing will growWe wanna go homeBut there’s the albatrossFlying circles through the windThe silent master of this landFar beyond the Southern CrossNobody heard his criesWailing sadly through the skiesNow his voice from up aboveis slowly dyingThere’s just the albatrossFlying . . .