Testo Sand Witches - Anika
Testo della canzone Sand Witches (Anika), tratta dall'album Change
Say it a... say it... say it... say it a little closer, say it a little clearer. Mother tongue. It's on your
Mother's tongue
Creeping toward the edge of it all, on your mother's tongue
I don't recognise you anymore, I don't know what you've become. The walls seem thin and the
Buildings tall and I feel the sense, the sense of it all. You're lost to me now
And the beautiful rivers of old now run with blood and the tears of your forsaken kin
I don't like what I see, I don't like what you've become
Hiding away from the big outer cities, hunched over blazing flames, fires, garbage cans, keeping
Your hands warm. The truth of it all, that's the truth of it all
I don't like what you've become, I don't like what you've begun to pedal, the words of the Devil
You would like that we succumb, would like that we are eaten by the God-foresaken earth and our
Bodies leave no trace, just vessels to do your labor, thin whisps of smoke to do your bidding, who
Are you kidding?
Say it, say it a little closer, say it a little clearer, on your mother tongue, it's on your mother's
Tongue. Creeping toward the edge of it all, on your mother's tongue. On the mother tongue. I don't
Know what you've become. You're not what you used to be and I don't like what I see. And the
Walls seem thin and the buildings tall and I feel the sense, the sense of it all. You're lost to me now
You're lost to me now
Credits
Writer(s): Annika Henderson, Martin Johannes Thulin
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