Ved Buens Ende I Sang For The Swans текст песни, слова песни I Sang For The Swans Ved Buens Ende
Ved Buens Ende - I Sang For The Swans
To return with the wisdom of the kings....
Let me dream. (Let the jewels gleam.)
Let the fallen hear:
"It never rains around here."
The sand smothered on my chest....
Was music choir...
It will never leave....
....the scar....
The choir will never leave.
Sing for the lurker.
Sing for the one with horns.
We pity the feathers,
we devour the wing....
I sang for the swans.
I raped her on her throne.
Let the fallen....
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