The Swallow’s Eye Songtext
von Comets on Fire

Follow swallow and dogs for to chase their tales
All the beasts vie for love of God
I followed swallows and dogs
Caught them in a lie
All good knives have their own design


Eye of the moon with turn the tides
Leaves of the orchard beckon the blight
Spite of own circle, ever on
Only a river can carry a song

The cycle of wolves and cotton tales
Plays all day for a lonely God
The blood of man is on the stage
It paints the shades of our own design

Eye of the moon with turn the tides
Leaves of the orchard beckon the blight
Spite of own circle, ever on
Only a river can carry a song