Withered...

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Amorphis - Rock, In English

Withered...

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Duration: 5:44

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Withered be the flower Long past its prime and bloom Forgotten on the stony bed This silent hillside tomb For coppered be the grip Of this wooded land A crude cold gauntlet Hides the bony hand [Verse 2] Tears once warmed the ground Torn out of eyes that could cry no more Compassion for the wind to take O doth pity the bastard poor A life of misery and hate Upon a chance, a twist of fate The poison from the goblet ran Down the throat of her drunken man [Verse 3] Withered be the flower Long past its prime and bloom Forgotten on the stony bed This silent hillside tomb For coppered be the grip Of this wooded land A crude cold gauntlet Hides the bony hand

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Credits

Writers
  • Esa Holopainen
  • Tomi Koivusaari
  • Olli-Pekka Laine
  • Pasi Koskinen