Current 93 - Death of the Corn Lyrics
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Death of the Corn
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What Are The Lyrics For Death of the Corn By Current 93?
Through the marshes
And through the flittering glades Through the corn And through the scything fields The summer sun She dances and rages The summer sun Flies burning into the light Who will die for the death of the corn? And who shall cry at the death of the corn? Rise rise rise The sleeping giant awakes He circles into circling The wild wild hunt Dawn dies at dusk And dolly banners are raised For the death of the corn They're sealed and shining With the true love knot And who will cry for the death of the corn? And who shall lie at the death of the corn? Rise rise rise Shifting the shapes That bleed the mountains You tear apart my body Though the corn king dies He dies has died And dying still He shall rise again And sink back into earth And who shall cry at the death of the corn? And who shall lie at the death of the corn? Rise rise rise Rise rise rise Rise rise rise The true love knot is found at the death of the corn The true love knot is crowned at the death of the corn The true love knot is found at the death of the corn The true love knot is crowned in the death of the corn The true love knot is found in the death of the corn And the true love knot is found in the death of the corn |
Who Wrote Death of the Corn By Current 93?
H Jones
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What's The Duration Of The Death of the Corn By Current 93?The duration of Death of the Corn is 4:45 minutes and seconds. |
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