What broken wings I fly high Lets break this man Lets Break This (x3)Man Of Broken Wings I Fly Lets Break This(x3) Man Of Broken Wings I Fly Lets Break
pimeys kuristaa. Pelotta tarkkailee hA¤n jonka silmA¤t vielA¤ nA¤kevA¤t. [English translation:] [CHILD OF OBLIVION] A broken sword in my hand,
the one who wants our songs to end. The one who perishes on moonlit fields. We are the daughters of the one with broken wings and horns... And the
the sun We will join our eternity A sign of what's to come Is a sign to leave our depravity Come lift your wings from the soil of anger I've lost the
: A fallen angel is someone not aware of his authentic identity Because the fall occured nowhere except on the inner plains And the broken wing was nothing
In this broken place where I was born It seems there is no peace, And the very soil that we walk upon Is filled with tears that never cease, And you can
thin, she stood by you She held the key to my broken heart I look back and wonder, sit and ponder How I could have ever neglected you For the blood soaked soil
old But still I move And lead this dance I smeared your dirty wings with an ancient oil Made out of serpents, bats and soil Take your broken wings and
d dig a hole in the dirt and I'll be hiding when his drunken stupor lands upon earth and if your little wing is broken I'll see the poacher in hell I
seaweed strands So smiling, so smiling They herd the fishes of the deep They ride for you and me They ranch the rich and the sunken soil At the bottom
scattered over your lawn And the morning dew... kissed them Drunk on Bastille Day Throwing pennies at the broken birds Scribbling plans on napkins A sketch of broken angel wings
, She stood by you She held the key to my broken heart I look back and wonder, Sit and ponder. How I could have ever neglected you. For the blood soaked soil
sun We will join our eternity A sign of what?s to come Is a sign to leave our depravity Come lift your wings from the soil of anger I?ve lost the one
life springs anew We are cleansed through the crystal fire Fill me with sound, fill me with hatred Let my life bring life to the soil The soil beneath
. ..away from rocks Bees echoed dark carbon hums that dashed in nothing Gnats fucked my ears 'n nostrils Hit my brain like hones 'n numbed t' nothing Wings
I found a penny where the black waters blowed A dagger, a crown, or home in the snow And scraps, soil, and sentries for the children below There's one
fructify Sown asunder, corpses blended with the soil Transmutations, spill forth from Gaia's womb Life comes screaming, overdue, on a landscape free of man Beasts of a broken
