The Cold Hand Of Death歌词
Murder by Death - Good Morning Magpie
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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A seam across the sky
As if it was torn
The sky is filling
With flocks and swarms
They burst through the branches
They tumble and fall
Little gods surveying their worlds
Examining it all
My wings are dusted
With frost and cold
For a little thing like you
I'm too heavy a load
You'll struggle and falter
Amble around
Just follow some other storm
Cause I'll only weigh you down
You carry me home
My love
Still you carry me home
Little dove
A change in the winds
Smoke on the breeze
The sky is filled
With the scent of burning leaves
The vapors rise
From the glen in the east
Where the pat