The tinkle of glass Red tongues of fire A wild jubilant ecstasy Coursing through my veins One twist round wrist and leg Behind the window My past – a scorching flame
Hanging between heaven and earth Head downwards, legs forming a cross The rope twangs – stretch and creak As I fall I grab the window-ledge Smooth is the stone
Foremost of the dead My throe is thine, each and every chain As thy words become my words The endless white trail I shall forever reign.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.