Final Selection - Swamp lyrics
Swamp In still silence In still silence she comes Slower moves of desperation I feel the taste of moor Smell the colour of time Gimme your helping hand Catch me if i fall cause im so blind Im sinking in the moor of slime Cover me my love Cover me my love You have the combination To fight for liberation In a dress Dress of flowers he comes Faster moves of a maniac Reaching the middle of moor It is swallowing him, swallowing him He is sinking in the moor of time