Winter Shaker
by Wovenhand
From the album: Mosaic
Track 2 of 12 on Mosaic (2006).
Duration: 03:43
Lyrics for Winter Shaker
The circle is vicious of Thoughts altogether vain Haunted by battles lost Still living on Idian land I clap my dirty hands Given over to self and left To own devices A quaking in the person All his glory All his glory Deep devotion At the bottom of the sea Iniquity goes down like water I have been staff struck By a finger in the sand All his glory All his glory This circle is vicious Spoken behind the hand It is the storm That brought me in Hallelujah Hallelujah