Translation: León Gieco. Maybe I Dance Ravens.
Translation: Only Only. Breeding Ravens.
How does it feel to be ashamed of who you love? Oh, I know, you wore me out so proudly Hidden in the glitter is the real thing, real Always knew What
Let the steel be my Christ Let the blood create the path Ignored like the dead pigeon gutted by the cat Impregnated our babies with psychosis and lamb
I just see another day Someone to see over tomorrow You must see yesterday I know what you did last day The silence of crows The art of dying I'm walking
Damn this wicked world Damn I wish that heaven Wasn't hidden like a pearl Underneath the sea I wish all the answers Came more easily to me Watching as
Just a whisper of thousand crows Spreads my palm Somewhere behind the fence, where's the world's end Perhaps there, just there I fell on my knees To black
Pharaoh said Well, stone the crows This Joseph is a clever kid Who'd have thought that 14 cows Could mean the things He said, they did Joseph, you must
It was the year The crows and the locusts came The fields drained dry the rain The fields are bleeding "Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright" She puts some
Swept through the loney marshes Of Norseland ancient soil Below me withering blizzard Has melted with the snow My tears no longer turned to frost My eyes
Crows caw loudly
at dusk a stillness falls defeated warriors seized from life shielding the landscape, they lie as legions have before them the crow spirals down from
Every time you add it up are you left wanting? Simple things you just can't seem to keep a hold on 'Cause everyone who said they'd come just left you
Don't let your faith in my heart I will only let you down Don't let your love grow too deep I don't think I'll be around There is a curse in my bones
Odin's ravens soar again Across the planes The eyes and ears Of Valhalla Huginn and Muninn by name Fly o'er the plains Thought and memory of the all
Through the space and time, in the beginning of the new light, the heart of earth feels the pawns of the dark age. Streaming until the edge, intil the
[Music written by Marco Kehren/DEINONYCHUS Lyrics by Shane Davison] Beyond these eyes, wade nightmares yet to come. My innocence is nothing but a veil
Making your way through an orangepeel orchard Tracing your day from disillusioned to debauched And spring passed quickly below the rotten elm tree You
