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lyrics
Wind brings the smell of the storm
And the crows are whirling above my roof
The fog from the hills is coming to my home
The smile of grace is freezing on skull
My time of forgiveness
Feet sliding of the roof
Why is it so hard to breath
I did it all to myself
Dark clouds gather far away
Lightning strikes an old withered tree
The black seas are scaring I'm alone
Between four walls with pain and despair
Wind fill my wings, please take me high
Above the heaven
And in this storm you will be like
Like my savior
Wind fill my wings, please take me high
Through the shadows!
And in this storm you will be like
Like my savior!
When I'm fly
And I fly in the sky
Among fingers of the gods
And I forget the pain
And I fly in the clouds
Among castles of the sun and rain
But I'm falling down again
Wind fill my wings, please take me high
Above the heaven
And in this storm you will be like
Like my savior
Wind fill my wings, please take me high
Above the heaven
And in this storm you will be like
Like my savior
Wind fill my wings, please take me high
Through the shadows
And in this storm you will be like
Like my savior
Wind fill my wings
Higher
A ferocious display of blackened stoner-doom from Moscow's Moanhand, who offsets moments of bleak ugliness with clean, haunting melody. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 23, 2021