Gry Svaermere Lyrics

Svaermere Lyrics

There lives under sorrow and tunnels of teardrops

In darkness of beetles
and worms

A black little beast with chalk white in veins

In the
deep where the dragons grow old

Deep down where the dragons grow old

I know that she lives there I often go down

At nighttime when high sky
is gone

We make love between beetles and tickling worms

And drink of
the dawn ink that dreams are made of

Follow the track that the rain leaves
on windows

When tanglopper jump into midnattens toner

She smells
light of clay

And whistles violent wind words

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