Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Season of Serpents, artist - Rose Windows.
Date of issue: 24.06.2013
Song language: English
Season of Serpents |
Her wingless arms are moving lines |
Circling skies and wandering signs |
Sensual trees are worrisome |
Blessed is he that rests this song |
She moves her arms to see the clouds |
But gone is he and sorrow bound |
Faced with the season of serpents |
Damned by the gods; |
by her words |
She mingles fiery silk and seeds |
To grow that weed and lose the clown |
Demons rise and fill the coat, put on his hat |
And walk around |
Faced with the season of serpents |
Damned by the gods; |
by her words |
Sing, oh soulless yearling and beg |
Beg that shimmering star |
To clean your knife and mend that golden crown |
The weaver and I spun the wheel |
Picked the loom and waited high |
Slowly feeling that Northern breeze |
The taste that we’ll defend this time! |
Loose the heart that beating beast and |
Move your hips across the ground |
Faced with a reason to circumvent |
The old styles and words |
Sing, oh soulless yearling and beg |
Beg that shimmering star |
Sing, oh soulless seer and beg |
Beg that painted eye |
To clean your knife and mend that snake-like tongue |
A page from a book, a word from her eyes |
The beat of her wings… what's left of this line |