Wrists of Kings
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Lyrics
Now your blood travels though the veins of our history It bursts forth in boiling black clouds from the wrists of kings Your shadow lengthens as time draws on Its tendrils creep into mythic cracks, blending with the light of day We see it now before us. But even so we cannot read the lies between the lines
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 07:45
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 128 BPM