Letra Tundra de Tilt original
This ground is too hard to break, it ruined a pick and spade, frozen and = Solid as rock, my hands numb with the shock! I am prepared for the dirty = Work, I've groveled for years in the bloody dirt, I have all the tools = That I need, and now I admit my defeat! What will it take to cleave this = Earth? Break this ground, it's got to break! What will it take to cleave = This earth? I cannot wait 'til spring. My cargo is still half alive, = They twine 'round eachother and cry, they beg me to finish the task, = Will I inter them at last? I glare at the place I'd make a grave, I = Carry the shame it would contain, thinking cannot rend a hole, too tired = To stave off the cold. Submitted by: Mel