Woodkid – Iron
Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away
Where innocence is burned in flames
A million miles from home, I'm walking ahead
I'm frozen to the bones, I am... A soldier on my own, I don't know theway
I'm riding up the heights of shame
I'm waiting for the call, the hand on the chest
I'm ready for the fight, and fate The sound of iron shots is stuck in myhead,
The thunder of the drums dictates
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead From the dawn of time to the end ofdays
I will have to run, away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips, again This deadly burst of snow is burningmy hands,
I'm frozen to the bones, I am...
A million miles from home, I'm walking away
I can't remind your eyes, your face
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