Song | Thunderbird |
Artist | The Golden Filter |
Album | Voluspa |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
In the whitest white house, in the house made of the dawn | |
In the reddest red house, the house of evening light | |
In the blackest black house, you purify the day, | |
you’re soaring through the night, | |
you’re soaring through the night | |
Storms forming as the great bird flies | |
Stirring her winds of the world | |
Watch lightning flashing from her eyes | |
Your fearsome form dominates the skies | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Residing on the mountaintop | |
Wings soaring through the night | |
Born of the condor I control the rain | |
Faithful servant to the sky | |
Purify the day, soaring through the night | |
Purify the day, soaring through the night | |
In the house made of the dawn, in the house of evening light | |
In the house made of the dawn, the house of evening light | |
You purify the day, you’re soaring through the night | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
In forests and fields, in rivers and from ponds, all that have webs, cloven footed ones. | |
To the Grand Ark, together friendly came, whose several species were to everlong to name. | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird |
In the whitest white house, in the house made of the dawn | |
In the reddest red house, the house of evening light | |
In the blackest black house, you purify the day, | |
you' re soaring through the night, | |
you' re soaring through the night | |
Storms forming as the great bird flies | |
Stirring her winds of the world | |
Watch lightning flashing from her eyes | |
Your fearsome form dominates the skies | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Residing on the mountaintop | |
Wings soaring through the night | |
Born of the condor I control the rain | |
Faithful servant to the sky | |
Purify the day, soaring through the night | |
Purify the day, soaring through the night | |
In the house made of the dawn, in the house of evening light | |
In the house made of the dawn, the house of evening light | |
You purify the day, you' re soaring through the night | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
In forests and fields, in rivers and from ponds, all that have webs, cloven footed ones. | |
To the Grand Ark, together friendly came, whose several species were to everlong to name. | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird |
In the whitest white house, in the house made of the dawn | |
In the reddest red house, the house of evening light | |
In the blackest black house, you purify the day, | |
you' re soaring through the night, | |
you' re soaring through the night | |
Storms forming as the great bird flies | |
Stirring her winds of the world | |
Watch lightning flashing from her eyes | |
Your fearsome form dominates the skies | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Residing on the mountaintop | |
Wings soaring through the night | |
Born of the condor I control the rain | |
Faithful servant to the sky | |
Purify the day, soaring through the night | |
Purify the day, soaring through the night | |
In the house made of the dawn, in the house of evening light | |
In the house made of the dawn, the house of evening light | |
You purify the day, you' re soaring through the night | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
In forests and fields, in rivers and from ponds, all that have webs, cloven footed ones. | |
To the Grand Ark, together friendly came, whose several species were to everlong to name. | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird | |
Thunderbird |