Letras
Behold, watch how I crawl
I'm covered in blood, familiar and strange, so
Yearn the centerpiece
With the scent of iron surrounding my face
Haven't I seen this place before
Under the tree with the staring crow?
Its shadow looms so tall
It knows something we don't
Spin, brothers, spin
After the prize
Leave your loved ones and
Roll the dice
And choose life on the rhetorical of "might"
Out of my way I won't be trampled here today
Spin, brothers, spin
After the prize
Spin!
Now I lay cathartic
With my dead brother's body
I even killed his children
And grinned so widely
But my legs are broken
And my arms won't move
All I can do is look up to the sky and see the crow
Haven't I seen this place before
Under this tree with the staring crow?
Its shadow looms so tall
It knows something we don't
Spin, brothers, spin
After the prize
Leave your loved ones, and
Roll the dice
There must be some kind of way out this, I said
There must be some kind of way out this