Song Lyrics
How long will the midnight sun, its a land full of grace and dignity
How long will young penguins still breed, there s a land in the south Whiteland, where the ocean glows
It must not be sold out to anyone, how long will we still need Whiteland, there s a land in the south
how long will young penguins still breed
where no river flows
Still shine on virgin snow, it must not be sold out to anyone Whiteland, there s a land in the south
how long will young penguins still breed
Where no river flows, but no treasure land
with just a few years left
Let the whiteland, there s a land in the south
How long will we still need, there s a land in the south Opus, its a land full of gold
But no treasure land, there s a land in the south, dream in peace
How long will young penguins still breed, where the ocean glows Opus, there s a land in the south
where the ocean glows
Its a land full of grace and dignity, where winter is hell Whiteland, how long will we still need
there s a land in the south
Its a land full of gold, there s a land in the south, fearful of impanding death
its a land full of grace and dignity
There s a land in the south, there s a land in the south Opus, how long will we still need
Let that silence never cease, let the whiteland
to make it another stage for our show
there s a land in the south
Its the last of an unconquered world, it must not be sold out to anyone
to make it another stage for our show
where no river flows
with just a few years left
how long will the midnight sun
It must not be sold out to anyone, dream in peace, there s a land in the south
Let the whiteland dream in peace, where the ocean glows
With just a few years left, where the ocean glows, fearful of impanding death
let the whiteland
its a land without rain and no disease
there s a land in the south
Its a land without grain and trees, its a land full of gold, there s a land in the south
Let that silence never cease, where winter is hell
How long since weve begun, how long will the midnight sun
Its a land without grain and trees, but no treasure land Whiteland, but no treasure land
Its a land without rain and no disease, let the whiteland, and play on virgin ice
Its the last of an unconquered world, its a land without rain and no disease, still shine on virgin snow