Babylon Whores

Babylon Whores - Hand Of Glory songtekst

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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´ claws / As eagles´ bills / As Wotan´s eyes upon the hills / Oh ten I have of fingers fine / For all the evil´s 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´s gloom / Where black dogs howl / Pulling up mandragore / Chained to the ash forever more / Deaf to the world´s 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 ´til the day of doom 



So hang me high / Upon that tree / For all the secrets to find me / As ravens´ claws / As eagles´ bills / As Wotan´s eyes upon the hills / Oh ten I have of fingers fine / For all the evil´s 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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