Текст песни Torrent - Ásgeir
Gods
of
iron
clashing,
wind
in
battle
through
the
night.
Tears
will
fall,
and
strength
is
needed
to
overcome.
This
old
house
is
full
of
leaks
and
mold
on
the
walls.
Dragons
of
the
mind
are
lurking
in
the
shadows.
Torrents
wash
away
Everything
–
Raindrops
flowing
all
around.
Queen
takes
King,
the
pawns
are
falling
onto
the
ground.
Over
you
and
me,
there
is
rising
the
pink
moon.
Merciless
though
the
wind
takes
hold
with
freezing
cold.
Come,
my
friend,
sit
with
me;
take
council
in
the
warmth.
Torrents
wash
away
Everything
–
Raindrops
flowing
all
around.
Torrents
wash
away
Everything
–
Raindrops
flowing
all
around.
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