Harvest Rain - A Gift Of Blood | Текст песни

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He wears the Dawn on his wrinkled white soft head

And brought me books and showers in the sun

A quilt of Light all good fathers wrap their Sons in

A Gift of Blood

The wine rains from a cloud

A Gift of Blood

You Fathers and Sons


Across the field

A scarecrow is bleeding light

From ravens claws

A scarecrow is torn to death

Then comes the wind

The North wind blows tonight

And finishes off

The hanging god of the fields.

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