Casus Belli - Feather Grass (Vae Victis!..) | Текст песни

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Wind blows like a whistle

Through your head out for weeks

Someday you'll be the grizzled

Far from follies and tricks

Hold the sorrow with tie

Blow off ashes and dust

Time's comming slow

But time's passing fast
Feather grass, weak and pale

Is around to stand still

You thought that was a tale

But it was found real

And some lonely night

Never gives you a kiss

And there's no use

Praying on your knees
There is Drollery in

There is Honesty out

Folly dance to be dotty

Or something about

But on sale of your trade

There'll be hardly a bit

It has been paid

But it does not fit
Haunt and church in these lost

Souls haven't built yet

Outlaws on their way

Everyone fears to tread

Thousand years, thousand miles

River Time had to pass

But you're weak and pale

Like feather grass


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