Wovenhand - 8 of 9 - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — Wovenhand - 8 of 9 текст песни

Исполнитель: Wovenhand

альбом: Silver Sash

Of a depth this deep
8 of 9
Rose arising red
Of a depth this deep
8 of 9
Rose arising red
White dog dark
Cold as good as gone
Standing bear stands
Telling you thus
Even now
The sun is risen
Broken day
Hit the hill and run
In the sacred way become
Did we not know
We never
We ought
We ought
We lot
Who are so clever
She is sacred see
All the heavens agree
A singing molten sea
Shaking spear Athene
Stand the wind forever
Wind blown
Glass hand
Leaning into the roaring
My love is
My love is
Your flaming fire fanned
Trembling golden withers
Your thunder cross two lands
Shining as the Aten
Burning neath my hand
Pounding
Out of my chest
Song sung upon the deep
Gaze upon my heart my love
The flood as sand
Beneath our feet
Of a depth this deep
8 of 9
Rose arising red
Of a depth this depth
Fate of mine
Rose arising red

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