| The Republic of Wolves – For His Old Branches Lyrics | 16 years ago |
| and its "there is a thought you cannot shake" | |
| The Republic of Wolves – For His Old Branches Lyrics | 16 years ago |
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The part thats hard to understand is: "Then we ran down the river Van To the mouth of old Fenrir And he swallowed us up) I collected rocks, filled up my pockets and tried to swim across the stream. I was told I’d be kept afloat By the ghosts of the hills that I’d flattened to get here. Trusted a fiend and lost my hand. My blood flowed white and filled the canyon, And I saw faces in the leaves And they were preaching to me." From their blog |
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