Blood in the Furrows
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โฑ๏ธ 9:03 duration
๐ ID: 24540280
๐ Lyrics
Standing in line
On the limestone shore
As the first sparks are thrown
Upon the hay
Like lonely stars
Shooting through the night
Unto our wooden homes, where we reside
Where we reside in
When the sun sets on the second day
Night will be left to lead the way
Thousands of times the light's gone by
Will meet your end by the white
Fading stars in shape of
An arrow
To the heart
Of the night
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
May our torn bonds be sundered
When we gather after the fire
Sod with the blood where you stand
Harvesting you where you stop
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
On the limestone shore
As the first sparks are thrown
Upon the hay
Like lonely stars
Shooting through the night
Unto our wooden homes, where we reside
Where we reside in
When the sun sets on the second day
Night will be left to lead the way
Thousands of times the light's gone by
Will meet your end by the white
Fading stars in shape of
An arrow
To the heart
Of the night
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
May our torn bonds be sundered
When we gather after the fire
Sod with the blood where you stand
Harvesting you where you stop
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:26.70] Standing in line
[01:31.17] On the limestone shore
[01:36.53] As the first sparks are thrown
[01:42.10] Upon the hay
[01:47.87] Like lonely stars
[01:52.25] Shooting through the night
[01:57.42] Unto our wooden homes, where we reside
[02:06.10] Where we reside in
[02:16.40]
[02:30.25] When the sun sets on the second day
[02:35.71] Night will be left to lead the way
[02:40.57] Thousands of times the light's gone by
[02:45.71] Will meet your end by the white
[02:52.66] Fading stars in shape of
[03:01.08] An arrow
[03:05.79] To the heart
[03:10.67] Of the night
[03:15.02]
[03:33.20] Hanging by the frayed strands
[03:38.63] The night dwells in its burrows
[03:43.11] Condemned by the holiest
[03:49.71] Our blood in the furrows
[03:54.28] Hanging by the frayed strands
[03:59.70] The night dwells in its burrows
[04:04.15] Condemned by the holiest
[04:10.55] Our blood in the furrows
[04:15.68]
[05:18.65] May our torn bonds be sundered
[05:23.85] When we gather after the fire
[05:29.08] Sod with the blood where you stand
[05:34.12] Harvesting you where you stop
[05:41.28]
[06:42.52] Hanging by the frayed strands
[06:47.83] The night dwells in its burrows
[06:52.38] Condemned by the holiest
[06:58.93] Our blood in the furrows
[07:03.50] Hanging by the frayed strands
[07:09.02] The night dwells in its burrows
[07:13.23] Condemned by the holiest
[07:19.98] Our blood in the furrows
[07:24.57]
[01:31.17] On the limestone shore
[01:36.53] As the first sparks are thrown
[01:42.10] Upon the hay
[01:47.87] Like lonely stars
[01:52.25] Shooting through the night
[01:57.42] Unto our wooden homes, where we reside
[02:06.10] Where we reside in
[02:16.40]
[02:30.25] When the sun sets on the second day
[02:35.71] Night will be left to lead the way
[02:40.57] Thousands of times the light's gone by
[02:45.71] Will meet your end by the white
[02:52.66] Fading stars in shape of
[03:01.08] An arrow
[03:05.79] To the heart
[03:10.67] Of the night
[03:15.02]
[03:33.20] Hanging by the frayed strands
[03:38.63] The night dwells in its burrows
[03:43.11] Condemned by the holiest
[03:49.71] Our blood in the furrows
[03:54.28] Hanging by the frayed strands
[03:59.70] The night dwells in its burrows
[04:04.15] Condemned by the holiest
[04:10.55] Our blood in the furrows
[04:15.68]
[05:18.65] May our torn bonds be sundered
[05:23.85] When we gather after the fire
[05:29.08] Sod with the blood where you stand
[05:34.12] Harvesting you where you stop
[05:41.28]
[06:42.52] Hanging by the frayed strands
[06:47.83] The night dwells in its burrows
[06:52.38] Condemned by the holiest
[06:58.93] Our blood in the furrows
[07:03.50] Hanging by the frayed strands
[07:09.02] The night dwells in its burrows
[07:13.23] Condemned by the holiest
[07:19.98] Our blood in the furrows
[07:24.57]