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The Battle Of Glass Tears Paroles

King Crimson

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Paroles de The Battle Of Glass Tears

Night enfolds her cloak of holes

Around the river meadow

Old moon-light stalks by brocken ploughs
Hides spokeless wheels in shadows

Sentries lean on thorn wood spears

Blow on their hands, stare eastwards



Burnt with dream and taut with fear

Dawn's misty shawl upon them

Three hills apart great armies stir

Spit oath and curse as day breaks

Forming lines of horse and steel

By even yards march forward