Winter's Gate, Pt. 3
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Lyrics
And yet it wrings me Like a strange cold hand And yet it burns me Like a viper's tongue And yet it wrings me Like a strange cold hand And yet it burns me Like a viper's tongue ♪ And yet it wrings me Like a strange cold hand And yet it burns me Like a viper's tongue And yet it wrings me Like a strange cold hand And yet it burns me Like a viper's tongue ♪ Better it would be To lie on bed of silt And watch the moon's face From under the waves Better it would be To rest on bed of mire Inside the ocean's womb Dreaming of days long gone Days long gone ♪ Sunless, starless, pathless is the way
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 05:51
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 150 BPM