Across the Wind
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Across the Wind Lyrics
Across the wind I heard the sound of someone’s searing soul,
which left its love-struck fortress, seeking whole and leaving hole,
and searching for a love to match the one that time had stole.
Across the wind, I heard the sound of someone’s searing soul.
Across the wind, I heard the plea of peoples’ plaguing pangs,
which fails for seeming sympathy instead torments, harangues.
It mocks the depth of destiny, how my life in balance hangs.
Across the wind, I heard the plea of peoples’ plaguing pangs.
Across the wind I heard the hark of humans’ heavy hearts,
which Tyranny and Blasphemy had slowly torn apart.
The Hark- it woke me from my peaceful slumber with a start.
Across the wind, I heard the hark of humans’ heavy hearts.
Across the wind I heard the moan of mankind’s murd’rous mouth,
was parched with pain, the passioned Flame, extinguished by the Drought,
but has never felt the love I feel for you, I have no doubt.
Across the wind, I heard the moan of mankind’s murd’rous mouth.
Across the wind I heard the mourners carrying you away,
heard mine own tears hit virgin ground, which I knelt on in pain.
Heard angels cry, heard demons sigh, their fate had took its toll.
They made resound, the solemn sound, of someone’s searing soul.
which left its love-struck fortress, seeking whole and leaving hole,
and searching for a love to match the one that time had stole.
Across the wind, I heard the sound of someone’s searing soul.
Across the wind, I heard the plea of peoples’ plaguing pangs,
which fails for seeming sympathy instead torments, harangues.
It mocks the depth of destiny, how my life in balance hangs.
Across the wind, I heard the plea of peoples’ plaguing pangs.
Across the wind I heard the hark of humans’ heavy hearts,
which Tyranny and Blasphemy had slowly torn apart.
The Hark- it woke me from my peaceful slumber with a start.
Across the wind, I heard the hark of humans’ heavy hearts.
Across the wind I heard the moan of mankind’s murd’rous mouth,
was parched with pain, the passioned Flame, extinguished by the Drought,
but has never felt the love I feel for you, I have no doubt.
Across the wind, I heard the moan of mankind’s murd’rous mouth.
Across the wind I heard the mourners carrying you away,
heard mine own tears hit virgin ground, which I knelt on in pain.
Heard angels cry, heard demons sigh, their fate had took its toll.
They made resound, the solemn sound, of someone’s searing soul.
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