The Cult - The River lyrics
I have travelled far Unto this pagan hole Where nothing is real A place so pure and cold She runs deep and strong Twisting like a snake A thousand miles long A terror like a storm On the river, on the river
I have travelled far Unto this pagan hole Where nothing is real A place so pure and cold She runs deep and strong Twisting like a snake A thousand miles long A terror like a storm On the river, on the river