Текст песни Swamphell

Watery rubber boots
On the field of moss
Inside the boots weary legs
Of the man I always meet

Swamp full of mist
Icy embrace
Nothing left of
Sense of direction

Chorus:
Swamphell
Kill me, let me sink in your lap

Once was the air crystal clear
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Glory days have left behind
Swamplord calls now misty mind

Swamp full of mist
Icy embrace
Nothing left of
Sense of direction

Chorus:

When there is nothing left on the surface
And the wind is blowing slow
Under the carpet of moss
Finally I meet my Swamplord