The voice cannot carry
The tongue and the lips that give it wings
For even as love crowns you
So shall it crucify you
Descend to your roots
And shake them from their clinging to the earth
We shall be together
When the white wings of death
Scatter our days
The tongue and the lips that give it wings
For even as love crowns you
So shall it crucify you
Descend to your roots
And shake them from their clinging to the earth
We shall be together
When the white wings of death
Scatter our days