Thus Always To Tyrants 歌词

Let me die, let me drown, lay my bones in the ground I will still come around when the time for sleep is through Over hill, over dale, through the valley and vale Do not weep, do not wail, I am coming home to you (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) Every tomb, every sea, spit the bones from your teeth Let the ransomed be free as the revel meets the day Let the valleys awake, let them rattle and shake In the wind that remakes all that time has worn away (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) To and fro, I will not follow Where you go, I will not also (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh) I will look for you As the Sun rises high When the dry bones dance With the timbrel and lyre There's a wind alive In the valley It will fill your lungs If you'll have it Where I go, will you still follow? Will you leave your shaded hollow? Will you greet the daylight looming Learn to love without consuming? (Oh, oh) (Oh, oh)