The Archer Songtext
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The Archer Songtext
On damp ground, he walks
And lays the frost upon
The meadows and the moss
The hunt of fall is on
The archer and his bow
Roam in the valleys cold
Eleven brothers know
Again they′re getting old
Rain, wind, fire, ash
Snow, arch, mist, death
Rain, wind, fire, ash
Snow, arch, mist, death
With a whistling ring
His arrow cuts the haze
And his freezing breath
Resounds through the calm days
As the wheel hangs low
In snowy trees forlorn
The archer and his kin
Know they shall be reborn
And lays the frost upon
The meadows and the moss
The hunt of fall is on
The archer and his bow
Roam in the valleys cold
Eleven brothers know
Again they′re getting old
Rain, wind, fire, ash
Snow, arch, mist, death
Rain, wind, fire, ash
Snow, arch, mist, death
With a whistling ring
His arrow cuts the haze
And his freezing breath
Resounds through the calm days
As the wheel hangs low
In snowy trees forlorn
The archer and his kin
Know they shall be reborn
Writer(s): Markus Stock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
