Wings Wetted Down — текст песни (blue oyster cult)

Flights of black horseman

Soar oer the churches

Pursued by an army of birds in the rain



None of them can see the clouds

The polished wings dont care

Animal waves through the hazy

Dreams full of pain



Wings wetted down

Stumbling on the ground

It all turns around

In the end, the end, the end



The voices sound deadly

Sometimes I hear

Echoes of empires

Spread throughout the sky



Wings wetted down

Stumbling on the ground

It all turns around

In the end, the end, the end



Flights of black horseman

Soar oer the churches

Pursued by an army of birds in the rain



Wings wetted down

It all turns around

It all turns around

In the end, the end, the end