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sheep on the hillside - the collectors lyrics

the sheep on the hillside
they have left me alone
but the crow at my bedside
sits gaunt as a stone
all the lambs on the hillside
they have grown one by one
some climb the far hills
and some fell to the gun
a warbler keeps gliding
like a storm in the sky
and i’m shaven of pity
they’re destined to die

i’ll throw shards at the moon
i’ll throw spears at the sun
and perhaps he’ll hear me
take wings and be gone

oh had i hands of the gods
i’d comb through the mountains
through the fleece of the earth
spouting temples and fountains
the lies and destruction
they are scorched in his eyes
a god i will be
on the day that he dies
the sheep on the hillside
they have left me alone
but the crow at my bedside
sits gaunt as a stone
oh the crow in my shadow
i shall release him someday
no seed of my body
its homage will perish

i’ll throw shards at the moon
i’ll throw spears at the sun
and perhaps he’ll hear me
take wings and be gone
he’ll be gone

the sheep on the hillside
they have left me alone
but the crow at my bedside
sits gaunt as a stone
a god i shall be
on the day that he dies

- the collectors lyrics

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