Wrists of Kings
by Isis
From the album: In the Absence of Truth
Duration: 07:45
Lyrics for Wrists of Kings
Now your blood travels though the veins of our history It bursts forth in boiling black clouds from the wrists of kings Your shadow lengthens as time draws on Its tendrils creep into mythic cracks, blending with the light of day We see it now before us. But even so we cannot read the lies between the lines