The Manuscript
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Lyrics
Salvation dropped me from her dying arms Endless, the skies are dark This world is nothing without her As it limps from beauty's answer It dies in the hand of summer This long Savannah of her The weapon of your body Lays my city to waste From blood on my golden sand ♪ I came up and washed you I'd lost saints for you Drew towers into the earth And a silver blade from God ♪ Hands directly above us Bacchus drowns more men than Neptune And I put my name among them I hate everything around me But I want to carry you back to Heaven
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 06:24
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 123 BPM