Текст песни Wings Wetted Down - Blue Öyster Cult
Flights
of
black
horseman
Soar
o'er
the
churches
Pursued
by
an
army
of
birds
in
the
rain
None
of
them
can
see
the
clouds
The
polished
wings
don't
care
Animal
waves
through
the
hazy
Dreams
full
of
pain
Wings
wetted
down
Stumbling
on
the
ground
It
all
turns
around
In
the
end,
the
end,
the
end
The
voices
sound
deadly
Sometimes
I
hear
Echoes
of
empires
Spread
throughout
the
sky
Wings
wetted
down
Stumbling
on
the
ground
It
all
turns
around
In
the
end,
the
end,
the
end
Flights
of
black
horseman
Soar
o'er
the
churches
Pursued
by
an
army
of
birds
in
the
rain
Wings
wetted
down
It
all
turns
around
It
all
turns
around
In
the
end,
the
end,
the
end
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