Letra de Staghorn

I stand upon a daring height These wounds will not stop bleeding But these rivers will run dry The salt will be diluted And the earth as black as tar On towards her own perdition Treacherous and out of hand My veins are filled with ice Like dying wheat and broken thorn Mother earth, become unborn I see much clearer now And further than before You caught the weight of the world And it will drag you down Give me the strength to regrow One year dead and one year gone Beckoning green again What has fallen will rise again You stood faded, beaten and torn In golden, bronze and copper foil