Текст песни Blood I Bled - The Staves
Come
the
quickening
feet
that
fall
Come
the
gathering
rain
Suffering
as
I
suffer
you
Hearing
you
speak
of
pain
If
I
was
If
I
am
If
I
did
If
I
have
Come
the
quickening
feet
that
fall
(Hard
behind
you)
Come
the
gathering
rain
Suffering
as
I
suffer
you
(Woe
betide
you)
Hearing
you
speak
of
pain
If
I
was
If
I
am
If
I
did
If
I
have
Raise
your
banners
and
ride
to
war
(Just
and
righteous)
Throwing
around
your
name
(Fortune
find
us)
See
the
damage
of
churlish
rage
(Just
and
righteous)
Saddle
me
with
your
blame
(Fortune
find
us)
You
cut
my
roots
and
now
my
leaves
are
dead
They
tumble
down
in
pools
of
all
the
blood
I
bled
If
I
was
If
I
am
If
I
ever
did
If
I
ever
have
You
cut
my
roots
and
now
my
leaves
are
dead
They
tumble
down
in
pools
of
all
the
blood
I
bled
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