Song | White Wings |
Artist | Minsk |
Album | The Ritual Fires of Abandonment |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The voice cannot carry | |
The tongue and the lips that give it wings | |
For even as love crowns you | |
So shall it crucify you | |
Descend to your roots | |
And shake them from their clinging to the earth | |
We shall be together | |
When the white wings of death | |
Scatter our days |