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C ry Of A Dying Bird Lyrics: Joppe, Music: Daniel Soundclip(1,19mb) The whole song (4,0mb) I've got the sun in my eyes My heart is filled with fire As I wonder in the woods I am waiting for a sign I am trapped, I can not leave I can not release my pain It's blood on my hands It's tears in my face Since man came to Earth They've been playing Gods The cry of the dying bird, he used to fly With this obscure landscapes below The world so big and the bird so small Time goes on, what is the price It's blood on your hands It's tears in your face Since man came to Earth They've been playing Gods The wind bring about the wave, the birds feed their young A fallen leaf will soon become soil A broken twig can be a part of a bird's nest The Fallen Angels can bring it all down It's blood on our hands It's tears in our faces Since man came to Earth They've been playing Gods What's wrong with their brains What are they looking for The bird don't warble any more But the wind still rolls My heart is filled with ice I cant stand the Sun in my eyes Back |
