Wolfgun - Myth | Текст песни

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she was a stone
yeah, a castle
made of granite
and where she walked
was only death
and only she could tame it

her eyes like smoke
would swallow any mountain
and when she spoke
the words were like fire
and all who heard
fell silent in her wake

she was a star
yes,
a fiery drone of matter
and where she shone
was only warmth
and life rose up to love her

her hair like gold
would fall upon her shoulders
but if she moves
to face your soul
your heart will turn to stone

she will rise
she will rise
she will rise
from heavenly dust

for the blood
of the scum
and the filth
who've stolen her trust

gather up
gather up
gather up
your sorrow and woe

for the sins
of the past
with her hate
she'll never let go,
she'll never let go