Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slaver, artist - Rome. Album song Hall of Thatch, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 18.01.2018
Record label: Trisol
Song language: English
Slaver |
| To the howling wastes without — to me |
| To my blackened kingdom of mud — to me |
| O, I walk the red cinderland to come home finally — to me |
| At least I shall not rise, O, above this grief |
| How else to wonder and to surprise, O, the child in me? |
| And you know I, I should have let you go when the going got cruel |
| For love is the goal and hate is the rule |
| I should have let you know that I am a slaver now |
| To the howling wastes without — to me |
| To my blackened kingdom of mud — to me |
| O, I walk the red cinderland to come home finally — to me |
| At least I shall not rise, O, above this grief |
| How else to wonder and to surprise, O, the child in me? |
| And you know I, I should have let you go when the going got cruel |
| For love is the goal and hate is the rule |
| I should have let you know that I am a slaver now |
| And I don’t mind |
| I’m a slaver now and I don’t mind at all |
| I should have told you so |