paroles de chanson Horn of Destiny - Hawkwind
Yet
year
on
year
the
greedy
tide
Swelled
from
the
west
unsatisfied
And
ever
with
impatient
fret
Gnawed
at
the
human
banquet
And
many
with
madness
in
their
eyes
Stared
gibbering
at
the
white
hot
skies
Where
foul
birds
circled
overhead
Shadowing
the
living
and
the
dead
Southward
to
where
the
blood
red
sun
Sickens
at
noon
in
vapours
dun
He
stumbles
with
the
fear-tamed
herds
Of
savage
beasts...
While
homeless
birds
fly
overhead
Southward
Southward
Southward
Southward
Yet
year
on
year
the
greedy
tide
Swelled
from
the
west
unsatisfied
And
ever
with
impatient
fret
Gnawed
at
the
human
banquet
And
many
with
madness
in
their
eyes
Stared
gibbering
at
the
white
hot
skies
Where
foul
birds
circled
overhead
Shadowing
the
living
and
the
dead
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