Текст песни Thrush And Wake

Feel the ancient sound
With a feathered pulse
The aged thrush
Bound to death's dark wing

Silently it asks
"Do we need joy?"
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It's nothing more
Than shame and loss

Morning choir sings
To warm the hearts
Of crueler beings
As they take my wings