Letra de The Legend Of Mucklow
Waist high in the wild oats Goose-grass burrs on his old coat A knife tears through his throat.Sunlight sparkles in the old stones by the wall Surprise in his eyes as he begins to fall Across his hand an ant crawls It's been a long time coming.Himmancame Himmancame Bringemin now bringemin Himmancame Throughthewheat himmancameSeems a long time That the dawn's been coming Spreading down through the sky Reflected in his eyes And could it be That I can smell the blood on this breeze It's been a long time coming.Himmancame Himmancame Bringemin now bringemin Himmancame Throughthewheat now CutyouIt's been a long time coming.