White Spider Songtext
von The Wounded

I needed to touch the sun
Climbing the north right up to the sky
The urge, I don′t know why
The ice is killing us
I had to cut you loose my friend
I can't get back, I let you go
We′re not coming home this night


This cold, I am so cold
I can't feel my hands anymore
They are here, they can almost save me
This cold is murdering me
I can't get my head up
I can′t get these lines fixed
This damn frost is killing me
I am so cold

I′m not coming home this night
Four went up, none came down
I can almost touch the sky
I won't make it on my own
Going back to my love with my eyes closed
I′m not coming home this life

The peace is rising, your thoughts are dying
I see us flying through endless skies, I see us flying

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