MAKO
It's the weight of the wind, you know,
That blows through old and weathered stones
That broke the straw that broke your back,
Sold and saved to halt the lack of
Circumstance, will take a rag,
Lay it on our burning brow,
Mothers of fate and destiny have played a higher on me.
Mako.
Mako.
And the stain on your skin that still remains,
Blue as the sky, wild untamed,
And twice as holy as blood or wine
Our hearts, arms, minds entwine.
The flame burns bright in your eyes,
The vows of ice, a world of fire,
It's so cold,
Divine inspired.
Mako.
Mako.
It's the weight of the wind you know...
It's the weight of the wind, you know,
That blows through old and weathered stones
That broke the straw that broke your back,
Sold and saved to halt the lack of
Circumstance, will take a rag,
Lay it on our burning brow,
Mothers of fate and destiny have played a higher on me.
Mako.
Mako.
And the stain on your skin that still remains,
Blue as the sky, wild untamed,
And twice as holy as blood or wine
Our hearts, arms, minds entwine.
The flame burns bright in your eyes,
The vows of ice, a world of fire,
It's so cold,
Divine inspired.
Mako.
Mako.
It's the weight of the wind you know...