The sky parades it's pallid gown and cape austere hangs overcast with ashen shades and cloudscapes drear And twilit lies the earth below, its eyes fixed on the celestial show Oh yeah, oh yeah, the hollow sky
And when the spheres were carved to hang concentrically, encompassing the realms within symmetry The architect had th' innermost by frailer outward steams enclosed: Oh yeah, oh yeah, the hollow sky
I've heard the tales of sanctity, the lies of boundless love As Wormwood sinks into the sea, dire woe comes from above It dissipates upon the earth, instilled into each brittle birth Oh yeah, oh yeah, the bitter truth
O wondrous change: the clouds dissolve - the skies flare red The cloudbreak washes this world clean: rich blood is shed The second deluge most benign, redeeming flood of Grace Divine Oh yeah, the flood of Grace Divine Oh yeah, oh yeah, the great divide
Welkin wide, hallowed high, hollow skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
