Woodland Creatures - Revenge

Dusty streams in firelight
Swimming through the night
Round they run
Away in the 

Wind with her own love
Is this he deserving of
Hear the sound
A dark song

​Truth hear my call
I'm bitter
Rule him to fall
Cold
Ooooo  
Ooooo                                 
Revenge will have its day

​Blame he cast without trace
She left in disgrace
Now she runs
A true lie

Truth hear my call
I'm bitter
Rule him to fall
Cold
Ooooo  
Ooooo                                 
Revenge will have its day

​Rush of air from inside
Chest stands still and tight
Round they run
His knees bend

Truth hear my call
I'm bitter
Rule him to fall
Cold

Truth hear my call, hear my call
Rule him to fall, rule him to fall                                 
Revenge will have its day

Written by:
Hannah McGovern

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