Текст песни Wrists of Kings - Isis
Now
your
blood
travels
though
the
veins
of
our
history
It
bursts
forth
in
boiling
black
clouds
from
the
wrists
of
kings
Your
shadow
lengthens
as
time
draws
on
Its
tendrils
creep
into
mythic
cracks,
blending
with
the
light
of
day
We
see
it
now
before
us.
But
even
so
we
cannot
read
the
lies
between
the
lines
1 Holy Tears
2 Not in Rivers, but in Drops
3 Over Root and Thorn
4 1,000 Shards
5 Wrists of Kings
6 Dulcinea
7 All Out of Time, All Into Space
8 Firdous E Bareen
9 Garden of Light
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