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Hanging Garden - The Journey lyrics

Artist: Hanging Garden

album: The Garden


Oh, soil, tell me your story
Of your journey to the land of the dead
To your house of demise
Let me herald your will
A voice through the wasteland
Through forests' silence unbroken
A whisper 'midst white waters' roar
Tells a story of long forgotten shores
Words break, words bind
Divinities' design
Resound through tales
In the hearts of men
Voiceless I stand in the wasteland
As the forests' shadow falls
A whisper 'midst white waters' roar
Along the long forgotten shores

Turn my gaze, the shades in my eyes
The dust in my soul
My cold hand, a touch on the skin of the earth
It bears the scythe of fate

Turn my gaze, the shades in my eyes (The shades in my eyes)
The dust in my soul
My cold hand, a touch on the skin of the earth (The skin of the earth)
It bears the scythe of fate

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