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song of the snowy ranges - robbie basho lyrics

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listen my son to what i tell you
i who hold the reins of time
the passageways are dark and narrow
the snowy ranges hard to climb

high himalayas she’s an icy stallion
warmed by the blood of men who love to ride
but do not mount her, till you are ready
or be like me and sorely tried

the bride of christ, she’s too hot to handle
like fire through the fingertips
a ruby sword, a golden pommel
the queen of death pressed to the lips

down in the valley the bulls have assembled
white tusks gleaming in the night
a grave before them, bones of desire
for i have long since taken flight

as i lay sitting in the sunlight
my wounds do slowly, slowly heal
the royal nights, the golden laterns
the mountains h*rns round me peel

high himalayas she’s an icy stallion
warmed by the blood of men who love to ride
but do not mount her, till you are ready
or be like me and sorely tried

- robbie basho lyrics

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