Ved Buens Ende - I Sang For The Swans

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Went away with my fathers, to gather the fallen
To return with the wisdom of the kings
Let me dream
Let the fallen hear "It never rains around here "
The sand smothered on my chest
Was music to who i am

Eyes 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

Let the fallen....
Let the fallen hear "It never rains around here"
The sand with, it's beautiful voices
A choir
Leave... leave them the misery of the swans
The sand, smothered on our chests
Was music to who i am