The Archer
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Lyrics
On damp ground, he walks And lays the frost upon The meadows and the moss The hunt of fall is on The archer and his bow Roam in the valleys cold Eleven brothers know Again they're getting old ♪ Rain, wind, fire, ash Snow, arch, mist, death ♪ Rain, wind, fire, ash Snow, arch, mist, death ♪ With a whistling ring His arrow cuts the haze And his freezing breath Resounds through the calm days As the wheel hangs low In snowy trees forlorn The archer and his kin Know they shall be reborn
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:24
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 98 BPM