Blackbird Raum
Woodwose
Each colder day, with stones in the kettle to last you till mayGathering the damp wood to spark in the rainWhen summer's gone she lay with the gray queenHuntsman walks ragged of cloth, ragged of warIn the winter dark, the shatter glass dog, it fell by the side.There the cavern, fire will guide herThe old woman, charred coal burnerSlower to take, walk with the old ones the edge of the lakePush through the dead leaves and left to decay
Aus Songtexte Mania