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Hand Of Glory Lyrics
Artist(Band):Babylon Whores
Hand Of Glory Lyrics
Ashen the world creates itself / Up the branches down the roots / Pecked at by birds / By worms gnawed / At the crossroads / By the graves among the rowan trees / Nailed white as ivory / With skulls that grin amidst the rot
For strange are these woods to fare / Stranger the fruit they bear
Oh hang me high / Upon that tree / For all the secrets to find me / As ravens?0бн7 claws / As eagles?0бн7 bills / As Wotan?0бн7s eyes upon the hills / Oh ten I have of fingers fine / For all the evil?0бн7s work in the night / Oh baby I will grow for you from a tree
Burning with glory
Given to trolls and ogre broods / Days will drown in twilight?0бн7s gloom / Where black dogs howl / Pulling up mandragore / Chained to the ash forever more / Deaf to the world?0бн7s grey roar / Digging up treasures vile and foul
Eye for an eye for a rune / Drawing down the waning moon / Howled at by all wolves / Ensnared ?0бн7til the day of doom
So hang me high / Upon that tree / For all the secrets to find me / As ravens?0бн7 claws / As eagles?0бн7 bills / As Wotan?0бн7s eyes upon the hills / Oh ten I have of fingers fine / For all the evil?0бн7s work in the night / Oh baby I will grow for you from a tree
Burning with glory
All crooks and ghouls who understand / Cherish the work of idle hands / All of the pages turned / All of the treasures yearned / All of the fingers burned
Burning with Glory
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