Amorphis Folk of the North歌词

We leave the north cause we're different Empty houses greet us wherever we go We turn our heads not to see them And you turn yours not to see us We keep our eyes in the distance Cause desolation greets us wherever we go We travel roads made for no on

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Except for you and me who just came to use If you're all done like you said you'd be What are you doing hanging out with me Why you tell me stuff that's so plainly untrue If you'll be straight with me, I'll be straighter with you If you're all done l

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Four more rotations and no one will hurt These are the things I dream of I've been thinking through the drinking Though my confidence is shrinking That I might be fine The north would be so proud of you Ooh, what would you do? Ooh, when stars fall fr

My time is empty And I want, I want to break free Their minds, your minds are always closed But your mouths, your mouths are always open You see, you can see, you see the numbers [Repeat: x4] Where I'm from Is not who, who I am But now I'm facing som

I lost myself today Without even knowing what was happening I've got voices in my head Making me think that this is where I end Hey, what do you see, if anything What do you see in me Hey, I've lost my way, cause of these mind games They're making me

Look, look at the way it turns The wind, nothing will make it learn See, the snow on it's lonely ride Watch, gently they all collide Touch, place your hands on the frozen ground Caress, the eyes of this cold cold land Feel, there's nothing to feel an

Upon the wave's foamy crest, Astride the dragon of the sea, He brings trouble on his wings, On his mighty wings The hand holds steel And someone's life on it. There's thirst for glory in his eyes, And gleams of funeral pyre. Breath of the north will