Ved Buens Ende I Sang for the Swans Letras:....went away with my fathers,
to gather the fallen.
To return with the wisdom of the kings....
Let me dream. (Let the jewels gleam.)
Let the fallen hear:
"It never rains around here."
The sand smothered on my chest....
Was music choir...
It will never leave....
....the scar....
The choir will never leave.
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/SbgO]Sing for the lurker.
Sing for the one with horns.
We pity the feathers,
we devour the wing....
I sang for the swans.
I raped her on her throne.
Let the fallen....
Let the fallen hear.
"It never rains around here."
The sane, with its beautiful voices....
A choir. Leave... leave the
misery of the swans.
the sand, smothered on our chests,
Was music.... choir....
the scar...
Letras: I Sang for the Swans Ved Buens Ende [final]